OLIVER
Well fuck. Either Oliver really needs to learn how to act or Loren is really good at reading people. No matter the reason, he now pretty much had to be open... or at least tell some of the truth. "I got drunk one night, she found me, and once she found out what happened she started to make fun of me and said some really offensive and honestly ignorant things. She was super immature and not someone I'd ever go to for religious advice." He let out a shrug at the end. He didn't care too much. Ingrid was a rude bitch and showed to him that she had no right to be of such high status in Halo.
Offering a grin to Loren, the blonde let out a light shrug. "I mean, yeah. Why not? Bastien asked me to. I'm touched that he thinks that I'm attractive enough for it." Oliver thought that he looked handsome, but he also knew that he was far from everyone's type, so it came off as a major surprise when he was invited to join in on the crew. "It's just Nate, Amun, and Harper." There was an obvious peak in the way he spoke when he mentioned the last name, as if he had more interest in this man than anyone else in attendance. It wouldn't be too obvious, but if Loren was listening carefully and picked up on some signals, he may be able to notice the little flutter in the blonde's tone. "Why? You wanna come to the party? Looking for anyone in specific." He threw a clearly playful wink towards Loren, holding back a fit of laughter.
Taking a sip of his own cider, Oliver tilted his head up, thinking for a moment. "Very dreary most days...not sunny like Torchline."
Offering a grin to Loren, the blonde let out a light shrug. "I mean, yeah. Why not? Bastien asked me to. I'm touched that he thinks that I'm attractive enough for it." Oliver thought that he looked handsome, but he also knew that he was far from everyone's type, so it came off as a major surprise when he was invited to join in on the crew. "It's just Nate, Amun, and Harper." There was an obvious peak in the way he spoke when he mentioned the last name, as if he had more interest in this man than anyone else in attendance. It wouldn't be too obvious, but if Loren was listening carefully and picked up on some signals, he may be able to notice the little flutter in the blonde's tone. "Why? You wanna come to the party? Looking for anyone in specific." He threw a clearly playful wink towards Loren, holding back a fit of laughter.
Taking a sip of his own cider, Oliver tilted his head up, thinking for a moment. "Very dreary most days...not sunny like Torchline."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
