OLIVER
As his eyes traveled along the faint remnants of decorations on one of the walls, a voice seemingly appeared from nowhere. Looking around, he only really saw one person: a ginger man who seemed just around his height. Blinking, Oliver realized that the man must surely be talking to him...unless he's like that Delphia girl and can speak with spirits or something.
Oliver didn't offer the man a smile, but that didn't mean he was upset. His face was plastered with a look of confusion, as if he didn't realize how weird it was that he had chosen to go outside. "Yeah, I'm fine." The answer was short and sweet, but...had it been too short? Had he not properly answered the man's question? "I'm just going out for a walk, that's all.... why do you ask?" His guard was up almost immediately, but it would be fine most likely. Oliver could absolutely fight this man if it came down to it.
Oliver didn't offer the man a smile, but that didn't mean he was upset. His face was plastered with a look of confusion, as if he didn't realize how weird it was that he had chosen to go outside. "Yeah, I'm fine." The answer was short and sweet, but...had it been too short? Had he not properly answered the man's question? "I'm just going out for a walk, that's all.... why do you ask?" His guard was up almost immediately, but it would be fine most likely. Oliver could absolutely fight this man if it came down to it.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
