Phase Two || Kendall & Oliver
DOLLIVER:
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His fingers tapped an erratic pattern across the oak surface as his gaze flickered across the bar. He was never the first to arrive, he thought bitterly as he waited for Doll to make her appearance. As he did so, he felt rather than heard his phone notifying him of a new message and pulled it from his pocket as he tried to scan through the message without rolling his eyes at the contents. A new message from Sloan, of course and rather x-rated in nature, and he didn’t think twice before deleting the picture and message she had sent and placed his phone down on the table with a slam. Obviously not content with being ignored (and for Sloan, thirty seconds after what she had sent and no response was being ignored) she sent another saying she had a job, a big paying one. His eyes lingered along the promise of it being profitable, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t seriously tempted. He always was and she knew that.
He was tempted to order a drink whilst he was waiting, but he managed to control himself as he switched his phone off before putting it into his pocket and trying to forget. Don’t do it Oliver, don’t fucking fall for her crap again. Already he was tense, before he forced it down at the sight of Doll walking towards him. Trademark smirk in place he couldn’t resist a line, “Thought you were going to stand me up.” he began teasingly as he stood up, ever the gentleman his father raised him to at least pretend to be.