OLIVER
Now that the worries have been expelled and Loren knew... Oliver felt guilty. He had done nothing but make this entire conversation depressing. Why couldn't they just talk about happy things? Positive ideas that were upbeat and hopeful. The exact opposite of fear. "Trust me, I'm still trying... I really want to find something fun to do with my life. A thing to dedicate myself to so that I can help others." He really just wanted to help others and be meaningful and important. Right now? He wasn't.
Ah yes. Loren pointed out the exact opposite. Staring down at the cup of cider, Oliver now was the one avoiding eye contact. "Well.... yes, he was flirty with everyone else, but he and I did something... and I honestly would've brushed it aside if.... if he hadn't drank from someone and fooled around and had me sit there as a witness." The words weren't quite right, so it was clear that Oliver had never mentioned this. It was mortifying when Oliver thought about it and really, he didn't like bringing it up, but it was necessary context. It made Oliver even more confused and made him think that Amun still wanted to do stuff, but really? It was nothing. "He knew I liked him..." Seeing as Amun called him annoying and clingy... yeah, he absolutely knew.
"I really hope that it wont be that scary... Bas told me to just kiss him, but that feels so wrong and invasive." Even though he absolutely wanted to do that, it simply wasn't a feasible option. "I really want to do something... and I mean, I think I will... just comes down to figuring out what that something is." There were too many options and based on what Oliver said about Amun, it should be clear that he has very little experience with romance. At the very least, he has never once mentioned any past experiences with romance.
Craning his neck to the side, he let out a thoughtful hum before looking back at Loren. "I think it was large? The port was large. It was super well run and it seemed like everyone knew what they were doing. The mornings were an organized chaos. And yeah, they had people checking over stuff and guards up to make sure nothing went wrong. Isn't that a normal thing?"
Ah yes. Loren pointed out the exact opposite. Staring down at the cup of cider, Oliver now was the one avoiding eye contact. "Well.... yes, he was flirty with everyone else, but he and I did something... and I honestly would've brushed it aside if.... if he hadn't drank from someone and fooled around and had me sit there as a witness." The words weren't quite right, so it was clear that Oliver had never mentioned this. It was mortifying when Oliver thought about it and really, he didn't like bringing it up, but it was necessary context. It made Oliver even more confused and made him think that Amun still wanted to do stuff, but really? It was nothing. "He knew I liked him..." Seeing as Amun called him annoying and clingy... yeah, he absolutely knew.
"I really hope that it wont be that scary... Bas told me to just kiss him, but that feels so wrong and invasive." Even though he absolutely wanted to do that, it simply wasn't a feasible option. "I really want to do something... and I mean, I think I will... just comes down to figuring out what that something is." There were too many options and based on what Oliver said about Amun, it should be clear that he has very little experience with romance. At the very least, he has never once mentioned any past experiences with romance.
Craning his neck to the side, he let out a thoughtful hum before looking back at Loren. "I think it was large? The port was large. It was super well run and it seemed like everyone knew what they were doing. The mornings were an organized chaos. And yeah, they had people checking over stuff and guards up to make sure nothing went wrong. Isn't that a normal thing?"
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
