#chat: basil

[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

Her palms were sweating a bit as she stood at the door. She felt bad for what she’d said, and not only that, but she missed her friend. She had a box of nice assorted teas that she knew she’d seen in his kitchen before. Finally, sucking up what little bits of pride she had left, Olivia knocked on the office door before opening it. She didn’t wait for a response before opening the door. If he was there, fine, she’d confront this, and if he wasn’t she could just write it all on a piece of paper and leave the teas on the desk then leave. “Basil, can we talk?” she said as she stepped into the office.

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[jxck--skellington-archive]

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He wasn’t busy. Usually wasn’t around that time of the day. Just filing some paperwork. He heard someone enter the room and Jack looked up from his desk. He smiled a bit when he saw Basil. “What’s up,” he asked, closing the file he had open. “Need some help with something?”

[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

She was holding her breath as she knocked on his door. She didn’t really want to do this, but she felt like she had to; they had to. Had to talk. Had to... she didn’t know. She felt bad though for how she reacted. And even if things didn’t go... well, she at least wanted to apologize for that. If nothing else. “Hi,” she said softly. “I... I know you don’t like to talk about these kinds of things, but I think we need to. We just... we need to talk.”

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[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

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She didn’t know why she wore what she did. It wasn’t the most ‘her’ outfit. She felt like she looked nice, though, so it was okay. But she was a little self-conscious of the length of her skirt. Olivia was trying to have a good time. Which was harder than she thought in her heels. She didn’t think she was that bad at walking in them, but... well, maybe she was just always clumsy. Olivia had a drink in her hand and when someone pushed past her, it sent her stumbling into someone else. “Shoot,” she mumbled, turning to whoever she crashed into. “I’m sor--” her words got caught in her throat when she saw Basil there. This was weird. It had never felt awkward being around him before, and now... now she didn’t know what to say. “Basil...” she said softly.

[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

It wasn’t the first Valentine’s Day she’d spent alone, and it wouldn’t be the last. But, maybe she didn’t have to be completely alone? Basil did say that Dawson had someone he liked, so maybe they were out? She wasn’t sure. If not, she had no problem hanging out with both of them. But if he was out, she didn’t want Basil to be alone. Olivia knocked on the door, maybe a tad too timidly. She tried again, but she didn’t want to be annoying. When the door opened, she stood there smiling. “Hi,” she sad with a smile, waving a bit. “Are you busy? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me tonight? Could be fun.”

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[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

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She went to his office, not really sure what she was doing. She had her backpack with her, with some books and a few other things. It wasn’t heavy, but she felt like she was going for a hike for some reason. Olivia was afraid of it being awkward. It’d be something. But it wouldn’t be worse than how she felt after they fought. She knocked on the door, smiling into his office. “Hi, Basil,” she said before stepping in. “I brought you some tea.” She held out the paper cup to him. “How are you?”

[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

She sat in his office, looking at the clue board, her feet swinging back and forth a bit. “Basil,” she started almost hesitantly. “Do you ever think that… that maybe my father’s not in the country anymore? Or… or that he’s not even still, um, you know...” She almost can’t bring herself to finish the thought. Because it was one thing to think in your own head, but it was another to say it out loud. Like if she said it out loud it would become real.

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[oliviaflavcrsham-archive]

“Glad to see you dressed up,” Olivia said with a bit of a smile. She liked Halloween plenty, she liked dressing up. It was fun. But she knew not everyone thought that it was. “You having a good time here?”

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