ofpugface ¦ olivia
‘ Liv, look --- I am happy to help ya, truly. But I still wish you’d tell me why exactly you NEED me to go out with you. On a... date. ‘ Dobby was shoving spaghetti around on his plate absently. That word, “ date, “ still sounded o d d. He hadn’t even really understood what one was, until Olivia had asked this bizarro favor of him.











