Oliver jumped off his bike, dropping it off in the front lawn. He was out all day and is late for dinner. As he sits down next to you, sitting with his back straight in these horridly uncomfortable chairs, he winks at you discreetly.

“Oliver? where were you?”

“Out in town.”

during the rest of dinner he was teasing you subtly. gripping your thighs under the table, purposely bumping your knee or foot, making inappropriate, but subtle, jokes. You tried to keep it together but before you know it, your nose was bleeding and he was holding a towel to your nose.