—you were happily reading a gothic tale from a book, your favourite book that you had read at least 10 times over, sitting in the most comfortable armchair in your bedroom within the church walls.

everything seemed calm when all of a sudden, BAM! Olivier burst through the door, his hand clung to his side as his waist which had a large gash through his uniform, it seems, that began to drip with blood. he stumbled in with a grunt, relieved he was back in your presence at least..