OLIVER
"Man...sucks that I couldn't have been brought here sooner...guess I'll just have to get married myself to try the cake." Oliver said with a shrug and a laugh. Alas, there was nobody in his life currently that he felt as though he would be ready to marry. He hardly even felt anything romantic towards anyone, mostly just lust...which isn't really all that surprising. Oliver really needed to fucking chill out.
Remi's suggestions seemed fair enough...until he suggested that HE, Oliver, would be the one managing it. With a nervous laugh, Oliver shook his head. "I don't think it'd be a good idea to have me manage it...maybe I'd you know, help out with the building process, but no way am I ready to do that...I mean, have you seen me? I cant even function on my own." He seemed very nervous about the idea of having so much responsibility placed on him. Maybe if he worked with someone else to manage it, sure, but completely alone? The idea intimidated him.
Ignoring all of that, Oliver instead focused on this magical hairbrush. With wide eyes, Oliver nodded eagerly. "That sounds perfect! Could it also maybe add volume to my hair or something? You know, fluff it up a small bit? Normally I have to spend like...twenty minutes doing that myself. Speaking of which, my hair is soaking wet right now so...you're about to see me without my normally amazing hair." In other words: Oliver doesn't look as great as he would like after his hair dried. He likes to have fluffy hair and clearly, some others agreed so. Otherwise, he might not have been coined with the nickname Blondie.
"Thank you so much, Remi, for even offering to make the hairbrush. Is there anything I can do in return?" Remi hadn't even given him the hairbrush and already he was trying to figure out a way to repay him for his kindness.
Remi's suggestions seemed fair enough...until he suggested that HE, Oliver, would be the one managing it. With a nervous laugh, Oliver shook his head. "I don't think it'd be a good idea to have me manage it...maybe I'd you know, help out with the building process, but no way am I ready to do that...I mean, have you seen me? I cant even function on my own." He seemed very nervous about the idea of having so much responsibility placed on him. Maybe if he worked with someone else to manage it, sure, but completely alone? The idea intimidated him.
Ignoring all of that, Oliver instead focused on this magical hairbrush. With wide eyes, Oliver nodded eagerly. "That sounds perfect! Could it also maybe add volume to my hair or something? You know, fluff it up a small bit? Normally I have to spend like...twenty minutes doing that myself. Speaking of which, my hair is soaking wet right now so...you're about to see me without my normally amazing hair." In other words: Oliver doesn't look as great as he would like after his hair dried. He likes to have fluffy hair and clearly, some others agreed so. Otherwise, he might not have been coined with the nickname Blondie.
"Thank you so much, Remi, for even offering to make the hairbrush. Is there anything I can do in return?" Remi hadn't even given him the hairbrush and already he was trying to figure out a way to repay him for his kindness.
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