oliver reeve

25. bodyguard.

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making her way back from the infirmary, annabella had a bag full of medical supplies to drop off. she was in a bit of a rush, not looking where she was headed when she suddenly felt her body collide with another’s. “oh!” she exclaimed, taking a step back and looking up. “yeah, sorry. wasn’t really paying attention there, my apologies.”

“It’s fine!” Oliver said, smiling. “I wasn’t paying attention, either.” He muttered, hand rubbing his neck in embarrassment. “You okay? I didn’t like... hurt you or anything?”

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A frustrated groan left Oliver’s mouth as his eyes narrowed on the punching bag. He was in a mood and it was as simple as that. For some reason Oliver couldn’t even throw a damned punch, which was why he was now walking out of the room, eyes adverted to his phone. As he felt someone run into his chest, a surprised gasp left his mouth, “Jesus, are you okay?”

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“don’t you just love the colour of these flowers?” serena said holding up a couple of flowers. “they’re my favourite colour, the different pink shades make each one unique, don’t you think?” deep down serena knew the other may not be as interested in the flowers as she was but she was terrible at small talk, especially for a princess.

Oliver watched as Serena picked up a few flowers, head turned to the side. “They’re pretty nice,” He hummed, eyeing the flowers. “That’s the cool thing about flowers, each one is different. There’s never any duplicates.”