golden comets

OLIVER

Didn't need any fancy clothes? Based on the fact that the guy owned a special mask, Oliver got an entirely different idea than that. Still, not everyone was like him. Oliver knew it was a bit weird to be super into tailored clothes, he just liked it when things fitted to his form and looked really attractive on him. "We can work with that, then. The most you'll have to do is carry some boxes or something. Then you can get some basics."

Many people that Oliver had met tended to have a sense of humor and it was actually something Oliver enjoyed in people. He liked to see someone joking around, it made him feel less stressed and far happier overall. So to hear all the jokes and see the grin on Harper's face was great. "Maybe if you find the right people they'll do that." Oliver said with a laugh and a wink. "Some people also just like being nice to new people.

Harper wasn't wrong, hell, his arm wouldn't even fit into Oliver's neck hole. "Too bad, I have a wonderful sense of style." Oliver trailed off, glancing down at his outfit. It wasn't...the best. Not in the slightest. Just very simple with muted colors. "Okay, I swear I have a better style than this, I just haven't found anyone to make me clothes yet." More like he hadn't met anyone that he felt comfortable asking for oddly specific clothes from.

i saw that my life

was a vast glowing empty page

and i could do anything i wanted