OLIVER
Of course, most people don't fully understand Oliver's dedication to his hair. It's important to him and allows him to express who he is. "Hey, don't use that attitude. I used to use tons of potions and stuff to get it this fluffy, now? I have a- get this" He made a dramatic attempt to look around himself before continuing on. "A magic hairbrush. It makes my hair super fluffy and soft. I could let you try it out, if you'd like?" And there he goes, letting his crush use the hairbrush that was specially made for him.
That idea really does click in his brain. While Oliver cant picture anyone specifically, he can absolutely imagine that. "Oh boy, I knew tons of people like that. There were these kids who would wear the ugliest vests ever in the dead heat- just because they thought they weren't popular and wanted to make a statement." He holds back a bit of laughter, reminiscing on his memories. These ones had become more clear with the explanation by Harper, allowing Oliver to understand it more.
It's a lot to take in and Oliver struggles to really think of how to respond. Chewing on his lip, Oliver stares down at his lap, clearly contemplating this hard. Looking back up at Harper, he wanted to reach forward and place a hand on his- to comfort Harper. "Whenever you feel comfortable you can show me whatever you want, the things you want to hide... because I can assure you, I will continue to like you and enjoy being around you." The words had multiple meanings and could easily be interpreted in many ways. There was a tug at him, calling him to say something but he resisted for now, hoping to make the feeling more positive and lighter.
"I... I can assure you it's not just because I've only known you for a couple of seasons... the moment we first met, I knew you were something special... something that would be amazing." He let out a soft sigh and offered his friend a smile. There was so much more to say... and it was a lot to let out. "It's not because I don't know you well... trust me." This was becoming steadily harder to explain everything. Hopefully it would be easy to finally step up and do it.
Biting down on his lip, Oliver looked away, having an internal fight. Does he just do it? "Harper?"
That idea really does click in his brain. While Oliver cant picture anyone specifically, he can absolutely imagine that. "Oh boy, I knew tons of people like that. There were these kids who would wear the ugliest vests ever in the dead heat- just because they thought they weren't popular and wanted to make a statement." He holds back a bit of laughter, reminiscing on his memories. These ones had become more clear with the explanation by Harper, allowing Oliver to understand it more.
It's a lot to take in and Oliver struggles to really think of how to respond. Chewing on his lip, Oliver stares down at his lap, clearly contemplating this hard. Looking back up at Harper, he wanted to reach forward and place a hand on his- to comfort Harper. "Whenever you feel comfortable you can show me whatever you want, the things you want to hide... because I can assure you, I will continue to like you and enjoy being around you." The words had multiple meanings and could easily be interpreted in many ways. There was a tug at him, calling him to say something but he resisted for now, hoping to make the feeling more positive and lighter.
"I... I can assure you it's not just because I've only known you for a couple of seasons... the moment we first met, I knew you were something special... something that would be amazing." He let out a soft sigh and offered his friend a smile. There was so much more to say... and it was a lot to let out. "It's not because I don't know you well... trust me." This was becoming steadily harder to explain everything. Hopefully it would be easy to finally step up and do it.
Biting down on his lip, Oliver looked away, having an internal fight. Does he just do it? "Harper?"
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
