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Later, that night, Oliver was sitting in his room, thinking about what happened that day. He had a sudden revelation about something. He picked up his cell phone from the dresser, which sat right next to his bed and called Felicity. He was so nervous about telling her how he felt, his whole body started to quiver.
"Hey, Felicity," he said with a slight tremor in his voice.
"Hey, what's up?" she asked.
"There is something I need to tell you," he proclaimed.
"What is it, Oliver?" she asked curiously.
"I really like you Felicity," he continued, as the tremor in his voice gets progressively worse. Then nothing.
"Felicity, you still there?" he asked hoping she did not hanging up on him.
"Yes, sorry, sort of kind of in a state of shock," she said while she felt her face turn bright red. She could feel the heat radiating off her face. She became over heated, so she stepped outside, into the cool crisp evening air.
"So, what do you feel," he asked. She paused to think. She honestly thought this day would never happen.
"I feel the exact same way," she confessed. At that one moment, Ollie's heart soared.