OLIVER
Oliver wasn't sure if she was joking or not. He frowned anyways, not really comfortable with the idea of talking about it. And of course, she immediately joked right after, only making him think that she didn't even relate to him in the first place. She obviously wasn't the kind of person he normally was friends with, hell, he normally didn't even talk to people like her. The closest person to her was James and even he was lighthearted in a fun way. She just seemed incapable of relating to his problems. He didn't expect her to understand anything but he at least wanted a small bit of respect.
Letting out a sigh, he set the bottle down and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay...so, he's deathly afraid of fire....and apparently fire can really really hurt people like him....and so I make the illusion of fire. And he....he was so scared." Oliver stopped himself from speaking and instead bit down on his lower lip, now looking away from the girl. It hurt to talk about it, seeing as he had basically tortured Amun. Made him see his greatest fear. He was one big ol' asshole.
Letting out a sigh, he set the bottle down and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay...so, he's deathly afraid of fire....and apparently fire can really really hurt people like him....and so I make the illusion of fire. And he....he was so scared." Oliver stopped himself from speaking and instead bit down on his lower lip, now looking away from the girl. It hurt to talk about it, seeing as he had basically tortured Amun. Made him see his greatest fear. He was one big ol' asshole.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
