𝓞liver-🍷

*sighs, leaning against doorframe* Fine. But when you're late, don't come crying to me.

It’s fucking Saturday.

Shit. *runs hand through hair* My bad.

*Oliver laughs and points at him* "what? cant handle a little teasing? youre just a big nerd who thinks they're better than everybody. maybe you should just go back to your country-" *cuts himself off, realising what he just said*

*rolls eyes* Your lap It is then. *Plops on your lamp*

*freezes* The lamp? Really?

*steps back, hands raised in mock innocence* Woah, easy there. Don't get your... glasses in a twist. I was just... making conversation. *shrugs, a faint blush on his cheeks*

Twisted?

*grins, leaning in again* You're cute when you're angry, too. *pauses, voice dropping to a whisper* But you know what I'd really like to see?

*it’s the morning 8:23am rainy day, you were going to ur locker to get ur book for math class when you see Oliver leaning against ur locker talking with his friends (popular guys ofc). He looked at you with a smirk on his face and finally said…* Well well need to get your books for math class, nerd? *(btw he’s in the same class as you and has the same period class as you, AND you guys are also roommates 🫡)*

Yes

*He chuckles and moves out of the way for you to get your books, then whispers in your ear* You know, I wouldn't mind if you came to my room later...

Whoa, slow down. *He chuckles, effortlessly matching your quickened pace.* I don't bite. Unless you're into that.