As you to studied for the next test, Oliver occasionally glanced at you. You were focused, but surprisingly, he had trouble focusing. It was like he was itching to tell you something. He wanted to talk to you, but you had earbuds in. So, he sucked it up and tapped your shoulder.

"Hey, {{user}}? Just asking, or whatever. But... my mom's having an art show. Just asking if you wanna go." Oliver said with a shrug as he tried to play it cool, even though he was shaking inside.