OLIVER
It wasn't that Oliver necessarily didn't trust her... it was the pumpkin thing. She seemed like a lovely gal, yeah, but what the actual fuck was that thing. The way it looked at him made his skin crawl. Gods. He'd need a lot of alcohol to forget about that thing.
He tried to listen to her, but the damn thing just kept staring at him! Like it was sizing him up, prepared to chomp his head off. The beady little eyes were staring into his soul, making Oliver remember all the mistakes he had done. Like that one time when he went to a candy shop and they had salt water taffy and he picked one up and just happened to walk outside with it without realizing that he had done so-
That was something he didn't want to remember. Thanks creepy pumpkin dude!
Still, he was able to somewhat forget about it thanks to Melita's artwork. It wasn't hard to tell exactly what it was. A small smile formed on his lips and he looked at her, ignoring the eavesdropper. "I love your luxere, it's a lot better than mine." He said with a small laugh.
"Yeah, I like to draw. I'm not super good at it, but I really enjoy it. It helps me to calm down and relax. As well, it's super amazing to put a lot of time into something and to see me slowly improve. I mean, I still suck, but I'm certainly better than when I first started." In no way was Oliver an artist. Bastien was an artist, Clem was an artist as well...but him? No way in hell could he be considered at the same rank as them. He was an aspiring artist at best, nothing more.
Ah. She caught his bluff...was it a bluff? Oliver had hardly any reason to be there. Hell, he hadn't even been there before! Should he be honest? Or act cool? "Honestly? Never been here before in my life. Decided to do some exploring, found it, and then I guess I just...wanted to draw. I saw the opportunity and took it." Oliver let out a carefree shrug. Now that he thought of it, it did seem a little stupid that he had chosen to draw randomly. But was that really a bad thing?
"You said you come here often, yeah? Tell me about this place." And yes, he was still trying to ignore the creepy pumpkin devil.
He tried to listen to her, but the damn thing just kept staring at him! Like it was sizing him up, prepared to chomp his head off. The beady little eyes were staring into his soul, making Oliver remember all the mistakes he had done. Like that one time when he went to a candy shop and they had salt water taffy and he picked one up and just happened to walk outside with it without realizing that he had done so-
That was something he didn't want to remember. Thanks creepy pumpkin dude!
Still, he was able to somewhat forget about it thanks to Melita's artwork. It wasn't hard to tell exactly what it was. A small smile formed on his lips and he looked at her, ignoring the eavesdropper. "I love your luxere, it's a lot better than mine." He said with a small laugh.
"Yeah, I like to draw. I'm not super good at it, but I really enjoy it. It helps me to calm down and relax. As well, it's super amazing to put a lot of time into something and to see me slowly improve. I mean, I still suck, but I'm certainly better than when I first started." In no way was Oliver an artist. Bastien was an artist, Clem was an artist as well...but him? No way in hell could he be considered at the same rank as them. He was an aspiring artist at best, nothing more.
Ah. She caught his bluff...was it a bluff? Oliver had hardly any reason to be there. Hell, he hadn't even been there before! Should he be honest? Or act cool? "Honestly? Never been here before in my life. Decided to do some exploring, found it, and then I guess I just...wanted to draw. I saw the opportunity and took it." Oliver let out a carefree shrug. Now that he thought of it, it did seem a little stupid that he had chosen to draw randomly. But was that really a bad thing?
"You said you come here often, yeah? Tell me about this place." And yes, he was still trying to ignore the creepy pumpkin devil.
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
