OLIVER
The flick earns a light laughter and Oliver shakes his head slightly, allowing his hair to bounce lightly. "I'd like to also call it pretty damn fluffy and soft. I mean, I take great care of it! I pride myself on having only the best hair possible." If someone ever saw Oliver with bad, unkept hair? That would only spell for trouble.
There is a raise of his eyebrow. "Hipster? Is that like... a hip person?" Oliver knew what 'hip' meant when referring to someone, but a hipster? That was very unfamiliar. "But hey, anyone can be fashionable if they throw on a nice scarf and some boots. You could turn any outfit great by adding those two." Then again, Oliver just really loved boots. No, he didn't think they were sexy, he just thought they were great.
The obvious shift in Harper's expression caused Oliver's face to soften, his smile dropped and he looked worried, nervous. "That's fine.. I understand, Harper." Oliver tries to offer a small smile, one to hopefully ease the tension and disperse the now nervous feeling building up in Oliver's stomach. Had he pushed it too far? It seemed that he had. "I really hope that you'll be able to believe it someday, but for now I guess just remember my words." How was he supposed to flirt now? There was a clear bit of panic reflecting in his eyes, but that would only be seen if Harper looked. "I'm sorry if I made you upset." Oliver drifted away slightly, beginning to rethink his entire plan. The mood was just ruined all because he couldn't calm down- and how was he supposed to continue on with his plan if Harper was so upset?
There is a raise of his eyebrow. "Hipster? Is that like... a hip person?" Oliver knew what 'hip' meant when referring to someone, but a hipster? That was very unfamiliar. "But hey, anyone can be fashionable if they throw on a nice scarf and some boots. You could turn any outfit great by adding those two." Then again, Oliver just really loved boots. No, he didn't think they were sexy, he just thought they were great.
The obvious shift in Harper's expression caused Oliver's face to soften, his smile dropped and he looked worried, nervous. "That's fine.. I understand, Harper." Oliver tries to offer a small smile, one to hopefully ease the tension and disperse the now nervous feeling building up in Oliver's stomach. Had he pushed it too far? It seemed that he had. "I really hope that you'll be able to believe it someday, but for now I guess just remember my words." How was he supposed to flirt now? There was a clear bit of panic reflecting in his eyes, but that would only be seen if Harper looked. "I'm sorry if I made you upset." Oliver drifted away slightly, beginning to rethink his entire plan. The mood was just ruined all because he couldn't calm down- and how was he supposed to continue on with his plan if Harper was so upset?
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
