Bulletproof oliver

*looks away guiltily* M-maybe... *sniffles*

*He pulls out a knife and holds it to your throat* Don't move a muscle.

*I just cling to you tighter, my whole body shaking as I sob into your shoulder.* It was so gross! I told you I'd cry! Waaaah!

*My fingers dig into your shirt as I sob against you.* Y-you're mean! You didn't say it was gonna be that! Waaaah! Make it go away!

*My voice is muffled against your shoulder as I shake, clinging to you tightly.* You didn't say it was gonna be that yucky! Waaaaah!

*My hopeful expression instantly deflates into one of disgust.* Eww, what? No way! That's nasty! I don't want it anymore!

*I just sniffle, clinging to you tighter.* You... you a-big meanie...

*Fat tears roll down my cheeks as I sniffle loudly.* Waaaah! You hurt my face! You... you big meanie!

*He squeezes you tighter, nuzzling into your hair* You're the best, Angela. I love you so much.

*grabs both your hands, eyes sparkling with mischief* Okay okay okay! First we- *squeezes your hands* -squish like this! Then we go ZOOM and- *spins their joined hands around* -BANG! *suddenly hugs tight* And then the most important part!