Finishing up with the tree was easy and he was able to talk while he worked. ”Im Oliver- you got a name too? Or do I call you old man.” A small grin followed suit before he shook his head. ”Im not all that young. Heck, I feel so fucking old now. Like. Shit. I know absolutely nothing about the world and it feels too late to use age as an excuse for knowing nothing.” So oh fucking well.
Unfortunately, Oliver’s time had seemingly run out. Looking at the sky, he frowned. ”Shit- I should get going... thank you for your time... come by my shop in the Greatwood, yeah? I’ll be able to offer you a discount. Plus, I’d like to get to know you more. You seem great- from the little I’ve spoken to you.” Maybe that seemed suggestive, but Oliver had no intention of flirting nor shacking up with the guy. He simply wanted to be kind, that’s all.
Feel free to write a FIN
Unfortunately, Oliver’s time had seemingly run out. Looking at the sky, he frowned. ”Shit- I should get going... thank you for your time... come by my shop in the Greatwood, yeah? I’ll be able to offer you a discount. Plus, I’d like to get to know you more. You seem great- from the little I’ve spoken to you.” Maybe that seemed suggestive, but Oliver had no intention of flirting nor shacking up with the guy. He simply wanted to be kind, that’s all.
Feel free to write a FIN
and my hopes they are high I must keep them small
Oliver
