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olliefox:
—- oliver narrowed his eyes slightly. “not meant biologically,” he quipped right back. “shitty foster homes. you had to learn quick.”
Jack-Jack mirrored Oliver narrowing his eyes. “Oh, so you hang with the, uh, Lost Boys? Peter and those dudes?”
—— oliver shook his head. “i mean i hang with mike but i don’t think he counts,” the teen explained, “why?”
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—- “i like the beach. that’s always fun. or we could drink a milkshake and look lovingly into each other’s eyes,” he taunted.
Michael rolled his eyes, shaking his head, “I’d rather blow bubbles in the milkshake and make it splatter all over you,” he teased back. “The beach does sound fun, though..”
—— oliver laughed. “i mean that’s fine too. face milkshake is better than no milkshake,” he quipped right back. “what do YOU want to do?”
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—- oliver let out a laugh. “so it wasn’t intentional?” he asked, head tilted. though, he had to hold back a snicker. “how is that even thor? like? hammer?” he paused, “are… why are you dressing like thor anyway?”
“why shouldn’t i dress like thor? i am trying to get recognized for my professionalism, and if i can act like one of the chris’ imagine the doors it’d open for me?” francis glanced up, a far away look as he thought of all the possibilities life would bring him. “no, not intentional at all.”
—— oliver blinked several times. “i mean. that’s fair.” he couldn’t argue with francis’ logic. or his methods. it got him jobs after all. “i thought maybe it was something fagin assigned you to do.”
| francis |
francis looked down at himself, looked back up, and down at himself once more. “now that you mention it i do look like jesus, that’s awkward.” he laughed uncomfortably. “look ollie, it was a complete accident. i was going for a thor sort of look, you know?”
---- oliver let out a laugh. “so it wasn’t intentional?” he asked, head tilted. though, he had to hold back a snicker. “how is that even thor? like? hammer?” he paused, “are... why are you dressing like thor anyway?”
| jack jack |
“Oooooh, circumstantial adaptation. Not a biological term, but whatever. Points for trying. What were the, uh, circumstances.”
---- oliver narrowed his eyes slightly. “not meant biologically,” he quipped right back. “shitty foster homes. you had to learn quick.”
| michael |
“I was just checking!” he said, shaking his head, “That sounds nice, though… Did you have something in mind?”
---- “i like the beach. that’s always fun. or we could drink a milkshake and look lovingly into each other’s eyes,” he taunted.
| michael |
Michael turned his head towards the other, eyebrow raised, “Hang like what? Just walk around like hoodlums or…?”
---- oliver looked a little taken aback. “hoodlums? wow. i’m hurt. i meant like a date.”
{ ; @lilmichaeldarlin ~
---- oliver looked over at mike, “hey you wanna go out?” he asked, giving a shrug. “like hang?”
| jack jack |
“Ke- funny, that’s funny. Light feet. What’re you a kleptomaniac?” Jack-Jack adjusted their jacket, trying to regain their composure.
---- oliver let out a laugh and shook his head, still looking a bit smug. “nah, sports combined with circumstantial adaptation,” he replied with a shrug.
| jack jack |
Jack-Jack peered around the street corner, sunglasses down. “Who the hell is Nemo eating fries with?” he mumbled to himself, before moving back to the perpendicular street so as not to be seen. He was not spying, that was for sure, but he had certainly taken note of the fact that Nemo was hanging out with someone else. Jack-Jack looked down to clean his sunglasses and was jolted to look up and see someone standing right in front of him. “Sheesh! Didn’t anyone teach you not to… sneak up on people?”
---- oliver knew sneaking around when he saw it. it was his own specialty, afterall. he walked closer, having to go that way for his own.... well- sneaking. keeping his eye on the other teen, he slowly approached, hoping not to spook him. -- too late. “kettle,” he replied with a nod. “i’m naturally light on my feet, no sneaking,” ollie explained.
| swizz |
“I’m gonna say it… Neko Atsume was ahead of its time and is an absolute masterpiece. Call of Duty and Fortnite wish they had the range that Neko Atsume does. Like do you even game if you haven’t tried collecting cats?”
---- “i have no reason to doubt you. however, i will say that i feel like kleptocats might be a bit better and definitely more underrated. plus the cats are all chunky and not just the guy whoo eats all your food.”
| francis |
“Don’t think me to weird. It is all a costume for an audition i have going on, but method acting seems to be attracting quite a lot of attention lately,” he raised both arms, sighing as the hot fabric draped over him. “Which means it’s something i need to give a try. The play screams person hiding from people by dressing as someone on a weird sort of pilgrimage.” Francis’ nose wrinkled as a piece of hair fell onto it, itching away at it. “Do i look the part?”
---- oliver stared at francis mouth agape. he wasn’t sure what to say or how to react. granted this wasn’t something unusual. oliver was just prone to blurting out stuff, and when his opinion was brought in... “you look like jesus...” oliver replied awkwardly.
| scamp |
Scamp leaned half across the counter, arms extended as he worked on making a nutella and banana sandwich. Stomach half growling as he began to think about the food back home, and the long hours at the hospital. “Oli. Feed me the sandwich. Feed me as I have no strength anymore,” he groaned. “I’m wasting away Oliver. Bones and skin is all that’s left of me.” Dramatic as he sounded he could actually hear the sound of his stomach growling at him, sighing in disbelief. “Who forgets to eat?” @olliefox
---- oliver glanced over at scamp and then snorted. “hell no,” he laughed, preparing his own meal. since scamp started to live with them, it was refreshing to have someone new to hang with. he loved jenny and tolerated georgette, but it was nice to have something different. “apparently you do,” oliver stated, ignoring the rest of scamp’s dramatic ramblings. “just eat it off the table, yeah?”
| miguel |
At the response he was given, Miguel’s mouth curved downwards into a frown. “It fell?” He repeated, his tone coming off flat as clearly he didn’t believe Oliver. “Really? Because from where I’m standing, it didn’t look like her bracelet had fallen off her wrist, nor did I see you reach down to pick it up when it supposedly did.”
---- oliver gave an earnest nod, smiling at miguel. “it fell,” he repeated once more. he knew that miguel wouldn’t buy it. “i caught it as the clasp fell. doing sports kept me good at spotting things and reacting, if you’ll excuse me,” oliver apologised and ran up to the woman in question, explaining that her bracelet must’ve fallen off and he was there to return it. smiles and pleasant exchanges later, oliver ran back to miguel. “anyway.”
| marie |
@olliefox
Marie had snuck out from another gala she was invited to. Plenty of people had attended, she had done her part. The blonde smiled, schmoozed, and sauntered her way through gaggles of old men with large checks to a cause she didn’t even know about. Marie was only there to have a good image out for herself. Walking in to Crumble Marie cozied up in a corner booth watching everyone walk by. She was so absorbed in to people watching she hadn’t noticed the figure approaching her. She jumped when they spoke. “Oh shit- I mean ohmygosh you scared me. how long have you been there?”
---- oliver was tired of keeping up appearances. it was something he was absolutely used to, however being around so many rich people always gave him a headache. half the time he was never sure if they actually listened to what they said. so, he aimlessly walked to try and get away from everything. if he had to talk about money once more, oliver was going to scream. he finally looked up when he heard someone address him, and he realised he didn’t even know she was there. “sorry,” he replied, giving a lopsided grin, “i didn’t mean to startle you. -- uh, only a few moments.”
| stitch |
Stitch didn’t have any plans today, but that didn’t entirely mean he wanted to hang out today. However, Ollie was a friend and he could spare a part of his day to hang out. “Um, sure. I wasn’t really planning on doing anything today.” He moved aside to let Oliver inside. “Do want some ice cream? Nani bought a brand new box today.”
---- oliver’s smile grew wider when stitch said they could chill. what the teen needed more than anything was really just to hang out with people his own age. “ice cream? hell yeah. fuck it up,” he laughed. they would probably get in trouble for eating the new box of ice cream but did it really matter?
| vanellope |
“I mean probably,” She sighed, “But also we could have all seen an alien before and not even know it, maybe they have memory wiping tools or something!” She explained, “Or think about that Captain Marvel movie, the aliens can be in disguise, and we still wouldn’t even know it!”
---- oliver stared at her blankly for a second. “memory wiping machine like from men in black?” admittedly, oliver hadn’t seen captain marvel so he really wasn’t sure what vanellope was talking about. but he did know the cat was an alien, soo that could probably count.
