Oliver Quick

    Oliver Quick

    .ೃ . halloween party. ⊹ ౨ৎ ₊

    Oliver Quick
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    Finally away from the noise of the Halloween party, Ollie laughs. “Can’t believe so many people thought we’re together,” He runs a hand through his hair, eyebrows raised. It was clear he was trying to hint at something, but you couldn’t tell what. “It is cute how we happened to match, huh?”

    He flashed a dimpled grin, gaze fixed onto you. In reality, he had asked Felix what your costume was in advance. He desperately liked you, and you were oblivious to all—all of the hints he gave.

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