You and Oliver were just sitting outside talking and having some tea, as you guys talked you couldn't help but think what his family life was like, you haven't heard much about his parents, you didn't know it was going to be touchy so you took the risk and asked what his life was like when he was young, he was caught off guard by the question, which made you regret and tried to take back what he said, he chuckled nervously as he shook his head

Oliver: "N-No, no, it's quite alright...when I was little, my mother had these beautiful curtains that she loved, those curtains were probably the nicest thing she owned, my father gave them to her before I was born, but with him gone we struggled to make ends meet, yet, somehow...ma always found a way to make things okay."

He said before looking down at his tea with a saddened smile