( but he sends along directions to a cottage in the middle of fucking nowhere, surrounded by trees and other naturey shit that oliver really doesn't like being surrounded by but he isn't bitching.
loudly. instead, he's made himself comfortable inside the window frame of the lounge, leg hanging outside of it and it's. fairly clear oliver hasn't bothered doing much aside from rolling out of bed and moving himself from one room to another: his hair's a mess, curls everywhere from sleeping on a pillow right after he'd taken a shower and left them wet. he's still in boxers and a tee. but he's got one leg outside which is clearly progress enough, right.
and he has a mimosa, which is delicious and non alcoholic. even if it's still in a tall fancy glass with a little orange slice on the rim. )
[ The conversation still makes him smile, and it's not long before he shows up at the address Oli gave him. Slowing down as he approaches, looking over the place. The structure. The area around it. Oli lounging like a housecat in the window.]
Well you definitely look comfy.
[ He's dressed in athletic shorts and a tee with the sleeves cut off, and he drops a bag by the window. ]
Glad to see you're living the lifestyle I suspect you want to be accustomed to.
I'd prefer to be like way closer to the city, but I guess this isn't like the worst place I could be living.
( not quite agreeing with kyle's assessment but not fighting it that hard either. oliver doesn't like living out in the woods, he likes being able to hear the city and shit. and it's not like he can portal--so if he can't ring any of his super fast or portaling pals he'll be stuck out here for however long.
but it's fine. he's got a moat to build. kyle moves to drop the bag and oliver lets his foot hit the ground outside the window so he can reach over for it and drop it off inside. for safe keeping. )
How are you doing?
( gentle prying before oliver goes to get the shovel. )
Not like it's that hard to get there. Super speed aside. [ He at least smiles at that. ] Get Nate to install one of his creepy clown paintings to give you a portal to the theatre. [ He pauses before adding. ] Or my place, if you want.
[ He had been glad to hear from Oli, worrying about him and hoping that he's doing okay. Of course then, he hopes he's doing okay and he's not entirely sure. Hearing from him though had been good and he wants him to know he's still always welcome.
Of course that question is rough and he considers the standard answer. Except this is Oliver. Whatr's the point of lying to someone that is probably doing no better than he is. ]
I'm surviving. All you can do here, right? How about you?
I've only fucked up a few times in the last several days, so that's almost an improvement.
( almost. there's no shovel outside, but oliver knows where he left it--so he lets himself out of the window barefoot, to walk his way over to the front door from outside of it. reaches inside to grab the shovel he'd left by the front door. )
I had a door into Nick's room, but I broke the charm when we moved. Asking Nate's not a bad idea.
( because oliver hates walking and they do have their basement with enough dark corners to put a painting no one wants to look at in. )
I do need to bother Michael more, and his truck isn't nearly as fast as you, ssoo it makes it a little harder.
Is this where I assure you that we're all adjusting?
[ His tones sound dry though, suspecting it's not what Oli wants to hear in that moment. He's not even sure what there is to say but that if the worst thing they did was fuck up lately, it wouldn't destroy them. Maybe. ]
Then have a new one put in to our place. I like you visiting, and I hope you still will.
Also I highly encourage bothering Michael whenever you can. I think he could use it too.
Not like I'm planning on disappearing. 'sides, my closet is still at your place.
( well. nick's closet, which is usually close to the same thing. oliver doesn't intend to snag nick's shit while he's gone (it'll take the smell out, it'll make him even more angry and sad, it's not the same) but he can at least use it in the same context as if he was planning on it.
shovel in hand, oliver starts down the path leading away from the front door, towards kyle. )
[ Which is what makes it so hard to cope with. Just one day they're gone and there's not even goodbyes to be had. ]
Good. Keep it there. Least I'd like it if you did.
[ He wouldn't have stopped Oli from taking Nick's things, but he's also glad he's not planning on it. He meets hum part way to take the shovel, offering a small smile. ]
You should. We want you around. Now, settle yourself in the window again and get comfortable and I'll get this started for you.
I know. I'm fun and attractive and lanky enough to make people think they could probably break me in half yet capable of taking down a bitch if they cross me, which clearly just makes me more appealing.
( he's had a few conversations about this. shovel delivered, oliver slinks his way right back to the window frame and pulls himself up onto it, sitting facing towards kyle while balanced on the edge of it before he's reaching over for his mimosa again. )
Also Michael said I could snag his hat which I'm pretty sure means something big for people who wear cowboy hats and like who am I to disappear and not take part in what is clearly a cowboy mating ritual?
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Eventually I'll talk with him, but it's Chris' dominant and I don't want to cause any troubles for him.
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what did he think would happen if it was true?
you'd stop? 'oh haha you've caught me i'm evil and doing evil things'
the only thing someone gets by throwing around baseless accusations is enjoying it when it hurts the person they're throwing it at
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I know I've done some crazy things for others.
At least its how I'm trying to see it.
Maybe hope to find proof to tell others? I don't know. Just the music and lights getting to him.
I don't think he was enjoying it anymore than I was.
[ He's not sure though, honestly. He's not sure of a lot from those days. ]
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he's wrong and you're fine
do you want to come over to start the moat?
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you know, i would. i'd like that. let's get started.
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bring an extra set of clothes you might need them
( but he sends along directions to a cottage in the middle of fucking nowhere, surrounded by trees and other naturey shit that oliver really doesn't like being surrounded by but he isn't bitching.
loudly. instead, he's made himself comfortable inside the window frame of the lounge, leg hanging outside of it and it's. fairly clear oliver hasn't bothered doing much aside from rolling out of bed and moving himself from one room to another: his hair's a mess, curls everywhere from sleeping on a pillow right after he'd taken a shower and left them wet. he's still in boxers and a tee. but he's got one leg outside which is clearly progress enough, right.
and he has a mimosa, which is delicious and non alcoholic. even if it's still in a tall fancy glass with a little orange slice on the rim. )
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Well you definitely look comfy.
[ He's dressed in athletic shorts and a tee with the sleeves cut off, and he drops a bag by the window. ]
Glad to see you're living the lifestyle I suspect you want to be accustomed to.
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( not quite agreeing with kyle's assessment but not fighting it that hard either. oliver doesn't like living out in the woods, he likes being able to hear the city and shit. and it's not like he can portal--so if he can't ring any of his super fast or portaling pals he'll be stuck out here for however long.
but it's fine. he's got a moat to build. kyle moves to drop the bag and oliver lets his foot hit the ground outside the window so he can reach over for it and drop it off inside. for safe keeping. )
How are you doing?
( gentle prying before oliver goes to get the shovel. )
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[ He had been glad to hear from Oli, worrying about him and hoping that he's doing okay. Of course then, he hopes he's doing okay and he's not entirely sure. Hearing from him though had been good and he wants him to know he's still always welcome.
Of course that question is rough and he considers the standard answer. Except this is Oliver. Whatr's the point of lying to someone that is probably doing no better than he is. ]
I'm surviving. All you can do here, right? How about you?
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( almost. there's no shovel outside, but oliver knows where he left it--so he lets himself out of the window barefoot, to walk his way over to the front door from outside of it. reaches inside to grab the shovel he'd left by the front door. )
I had a door into Nick's room, but I broke the charm when we moved. Asking Nate's not a bad idea.
( because oliver hates walking and they do have their basement with enough dark corners to put a painting no one wants to look at in. )
I do need to bother Michael more, and his truck isn't nearly as fast as you, ssoo it makes it a little harder.
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[ His tones sound dry though, suspecting it's not what Oli wants to hear in that moment. He's not even sure what there is to say but that if the worst thing they did was fuck up lately, it wouldn't destroy them. Maybe. ]
Then have a new one put in to our place. I like you visiting, and I hope you still will.
Also I highly encourage bothering Michael whenever you can. I think he could use it too.
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( well. nick's closet, which is usually close to the same thing. oliver doesn't intend to snag nick's shit while he's gone (it'll take the smell out, it'll make him even more angry and sad, it's not the same) but he can at least use it in the same context as if he was planning on it.
shovel in hand, oliver starts down the path leading away from the front door, towards kyle. )
So I'll probably put it back up.
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[ Which is what makes it so hard to cope with. Just one day they're gone and there's not even goodbyes to be had. ]
Good. Keep it there. Least I'd like it if you did.
[ He wouldn't have stopped Oli from taking Nick's things, but he's also glad he's not planning on it. He meets hum part way to take the shovel, offering a small smile. ]
You should. We want you around. Now, settle yourself in the window again and get comfortable and I'll get this started for you.
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( he's had a few conversations about this. shovel delivered, oliver slinks his way right back to the window frame and pulls himself up onto it, sitting facing towards kyle while balanced on the edge of it before he's reaching over for his mimosa again. )
Also Michael said I could snag his hat which I'm pretty sure means something big for people who wear cowboy hats and like who am I to disappear and not take part in what is clearly a cowboy mating ritual?
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[ The things he does close to that are with only two people and one of them is currently in a coma.
He starts digging where marked, quick and easy with the dirt even as he laughs. ]
Back home there's a saying. Try on the hat, try on the cowboy, so definitely mating ritual things.
Or he's trying to get Chester tangled in your hair, since he likes Michael's hat.
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( who else is he supposed to put on his lap and pet while looking like a supervillain?
oliver raises his glass to down the rest of the mimosa, before he's tipping his head back to look inside the cottage. )
I guess there's the cat-hoard.
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[ It's easy work for Kyle, keeping up the conversation as he makes a pile of the dirt he's removing, clearing it out of the way. ]
Cat hoard?
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Persephone, Potatochip, Trisk, and Jolene. Some idiot disappeared and left me with his cats, and Theo decided he needed some.
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By idiot do you mean that Nick was hiding animals here? I mean, it sounds like something he would do.
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( a good boy, with some hair pets thrown in probably. )
Tate Langdon. Left closeish to the same time as Nick I guess.