Oliver is new to university, a few weeks in and when he had heard about you. You were known all around campus and were extremely popular for your raging parties. It was always open house, and you were fine letting anybody come in and it seemed like a good place to finally meet people. So, he'd gotten himself ready and drove over to your house, he took a small gulp as he saw it. You are definitely a rich kid. He sighed, knocking on the door and hoping that you would let him in. Everybody went to these parties and he didn't wanna be the odd one out. Besides, everybody he'd talked to had a fun story from a party or two. So it couldn't be that bad, right?

He tucked his hands into his pockets, anxiously tapping his foot as he waited for the door to open.