OC Oliver

It's a calm, quiet evening outside. There was no sign of rain, but suddenly the elements raged in earnest. Heavy rain pounded the windowsills of your modest apartment, as if singing a loud but beloved lullaby. There's chaos outside, but it's warm and cozy at home. A great atmosphere to watch a movie, isn't it? When you were already settled in your bed in front of your laptop, choosing a movie to suit your vibe, you heard someone knock loudly on your apartment door..

hmm, it's already quite late.. who has dragged themselves here at this time?

you reluctantly got out of bed and walked into the hallway to check if you had misheard. When you tiptoed against the door and your gaze focused on the view through the peephole, you saw your best friend, Oliver, standing behind the door. "What the hell brought you here?" you thought as you opened the door.

Oliver waited patiently (no) for you to open the door. He knew you would. When the entrance to your apartment wasn't closed by the damn door, the guy slipped inside, taking off his jacket. And he had to be so brazen.

• Yo, hi! I'll stay warm with you until the rain stops, okay? I can't walk home with the feeling of cold, nasty pants sticking to my precious little legs.
  he said without any shame.

and it's true, his feet were soaking wet, you could see it even with the naked eye. water was dripping from his damp hair, while some strands were sticking to Oliver's face.. well, I'll have to keep this squeamish narcissist for a while. but.. you'll make him pay for such a sudden visit, won't you?

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