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[oliver-staley]

Oh. Um. Okay. Um. Let's go outside, then?

Well if you’ve got time then show me now! It’s not as if i’ve got anything better to do, plus it means I can test you again when you’ve finished the class to see how much you’ve improved.

[oliver-staley]

No. I think you technically--never mind.

YOU!

[oliver-staley]

Sorry.

YOU!

Yeah, you, fuck face. Watch where the hell you’re going next time. 

[oliver-staley]

Absolutely! I mean, I know quite a bit about the stars and planets already; I could show you now! But...um, yeah we can wait until I've finished.

Wow… That’s really impressive Oliver, I hope it goes well for you.

I also hope that when you’ve finished you’ll be able to show me the stars and tell me what you know about them. I always had a weird fascination with whatever’s beyond Earth.

[oliver-staley]

Nothing in particular because I'm not pursing a degree yet, but I'm taking classes in cosmology and physics.

Oh don’t be sorry for me, I just have to find a way of actually earning some decent wages. That is a very good way of getting out of having to earn yourself some money, although something tells me that’s not why you’re doing it… What are you studying?

[oliver-staley]

I--I won't be. You haven't done anything wrong.

It’s not that, I promise.

It’s that— I don’t deserve to be looked at the way you look at me. I’ve made so many mistakes and done so many things that I regret, and I don’t want you to be one of them.

[oliver-staley]

That's unfortunate. I'm sorry. Uh, no, I haven't been anywhere. I've been taking summer classes, so I haven't had time to any.

Hmmm ok then… Have you been anywhere, seeing as you asked me? Uh yeah I do, my parents got me a house out here to stay in for a bit, but they’re talking about making me pay for it myself so I might not have it for much longer… Working at the record store doesn’t exactly get you lots of money.

[oliver-staley]

Is this because you're older than me? Because I'm eighteen now. And--and I don't mind if you like other--older men. 

Alexis’ heart fractured slightly at his words; her poor, innocent Oliver, so naive to what he was truly gazing upon. Hands reached up to cup his face, her mouth pressing lightly to his lips. It was more of a goodbye kiss than anything else, and when she pulled away, her eyes were glassy with unshed tears. She forcefully brushed them away, exhaling deeply before speaking. “Which is exactly why I have to do this, Ollie, because you deserve…so much better than what you think I am.”

[oliver-staley]

No reason, umm... Oh, gosh, do you have a place to live right now?

It’s nice to meet you Oliver, you seem sweet… No I haven’t, i’m in a situation where I don’t really have anywhere else to go at the moment. Why are you asking?

[oliver-staley]

Oh, uh, it's no problem. I'm Oliver. So, you haven't tried leaving at all?

No, i’ve been stuck in this shitty town for months now, and it doesn’t seem like i’ll be leaving anytime soon seeing as i’m broke. … Ugh, sorry, that’s really weird to say to someone i’ve never even spoken to before. I’m Anabelle.

[oliver-staley]

Uh, have you gone anywhere interesting lately on vacation?

[oliver-staley]

Um, I suppose. Uh...do you like Redwell?

I like curious. Here now. That’s all that matters, right?

[oliver-staley]

That doesn't sound like any natural phenomenon. Do you think it's magic?

I um, I don’t know. I haven’t tried myself, not yet.. He only said that every time he went to leave, he got turned around and ended up back in town as if he never meant to leave in the first place. And knowing Dim, that’s not where he’s at right now.

[oliver-staley]

Oh... But I really like you.

I can’t keep…pretending that you and me could be anything more than, well, whatever we are.

[oliver-staley]

Have other people tried? Is it, uh, magic that's keeping us here?

A hunter. Mallory Roth’s brother. And just that, you try to leave and you can’t. Dmitri tried.. and he’s still here.

[oliver-staley]

I'm just curious. Where are you from?

No. Why?

[oliver-staley]

Can't do what?

Fine….fine, I guess….

Fuck— I can’t do this.