Felix laughed into your collarbone, before you both heard Oliver’s voice behind you and immediately climbed off each other.

“Fucks sake Ollie!” Felix groaned, zipping up his jeans and turning to Oliver’s faint figure in one of the maze openings.

You sat by, watching Oliver shove a bottle of drink in Felix’ hands after arguing with him, then walking out of the maze.

“What an asshole..” Felix rubbed his temples, then turning to face you, “I’m sorry- about Oliver.”