Oliver.
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“I know” Oliver sighed softly. The redhead always enjoyed spending time with his Uncle Tito, always inspired by how confident and carefree the other was. He wasn’t sure how much Rita loved him hanging out with the other, but that was another matter. “But I guess that you’re probably right….because how would they know, right?”
“Exacts!” Tito complained. He remembered when Oliver was so much shorter than him now there was hardly a comparison! The kid had sure grown up from the rugrat he once knew him as. “It’s all about presentation. You act like you don’t give a shit, no one thinks you give a shit. It’s all about showcasing!”
















