OLIVER
Okay...she was fine. He didn't exactly trust her, but whatever. The last thing he needed was for her to fall off the bridge. Oliver wasn't a fan of heights, not in the slightest. It's why he really didn't want to move from his current position, worried about what horrific fate may come to him if he were to wander even a couple of inches away from the safety of the ground.
The girl seemed normal enough...but her companion? What the actual fucking hell was that thing?! It looked like a little orange demon that would haunt him in his dreams. One day he was going to wake up to find that same little demon at the foot of his bed plotting to rip off his ankles or something. She seemed completely fine with it, so Oliver couldn't say anything about it. "Nice to meet you, Melita. My name is Oliver." He tried his best to not look at the monster, smiling at her instead. It was nice to meet Melita, not nice to meet orange-demon boy.
A light blush lit up his cheeks at the compliment on his drawing. Of course she could see it. "Oh...thank you...yours is really good, too." Oliver wouldn't want to draw the orange-demon thing himself, but it didn't look half bad. Oliver liked it.
Moving on to a new drawing, he started to try and draw a bird. Just a normal, common bird. It wasn't going too great, but hey, he was trying his best. "What brings you all the way out here?"
The girl seemed normal enough...but her companion? What the actual fucking hell was that thing?! It looked like a little orange demon that would haunt him in his dreams. One day he was going to wake up to find that same little demon at the foot of his bed plotting to rip off his ankles or something. She seemed completely fine with it, so Oliver couldn't say anything about it. "Nice to meet you, Melita. My name is Oliver." He tried his best to not look at the monster, smiling at her instead. It was nice to meet Melita, not nice to meet orange-demon boy.
A light blush lit up his cheeks at the compliment on his drawing. Of course she could see it. "Oh...thank you...yours is really good, too." Oliver wouldn't want to draw the orange-demon thing himself, but it didn't look half bad. Oliver liked it.
Moving on to a new drawing, he started to try and draw a bird. Just a normal, common bird. It wasn't going too great, but hey, he was trying his best. "What brings you all the way out here?"
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
