It's been a long time since I last updated. How have you been?
/end terrible GLaDOS impersonation.
Wow, it's been a while. I'm sorry I'm late almost forgot what happened in the fic and had to read it again. Then I realised something: Me and Oliver actually have a lot in common. We're both British guys, we have the same hair, my favourite colour is navy blue. I'm not bias, I swear!
Oliver went to bed that night with his head spinning with thoughts. Just mere hours ago, he was Oliver, the quiet, invisible kid who sat at the back of the room. Now however, he had someone who he could dare to call a friend.
School consisted of awful stereotypes. There were the populars, athletes, nerds, etc. All the things that would come to mind when you think of school. There was also the outcasts, or, more specifically, the outcast. Three points to whoever can guess who that is.
Did you guess Len?
If you did, that is wrong. The correct answer is Oliver, genius.
Ah, it was a sad existence he had, but there was no point wallowing in self-pity. Keep on going, he told himself, and things will work out eventually.
Well, it had payed off. Things where finally starting to go his way, if only a little. It was all thanks to Len.
They say your teens are when you start to know more about yourself. Oliver was curious as to what degree he actually liked Len. As sad as it sounds, he had never felt this way about someone before. He usually felt bitter mistrust in others, but this time it was different.
Oliver sighed. Why do his tired thoughts always sound repetitive and ramble-ey. He tried to block out the thoughts as he trudged up the stairs. Unbeknownst to him, someone else was thinking the same.
Meanwhile, Len had returned to his own house. Luckily, when he opened the door his sister and her friends where already asleep. At least, it seemed that way too him.
He crept into the kitchen to get a drink and was surprised when he saw Piko with a glass of water in his hand. Len was not in the mood to talk so tried to sneak out of the room. Piko must have heard him because he turned around to face Len.
"What's up?" he asked, wondering where Len had been for the past few hours.
"Oh, not much… just talking to someone…" He gave a vague response, his mind focused on other things.
Who he was talking to Piko did not know, but they must have been important to keep him out at this time of night. Perhaps Len was seeing someone? It couldn't hurt to ask.
"You having girl trouble~?" Piko asked casually
Len blushed slightly.
"W-Well not exactly" He responded after a brief pause. Even if he did, Piko would not the first person he would ask for help. Now that he thought about it, he really didn't have anyone to talk about romance to, boy or girl. He usually just followed his loudmouth sister everywhere and hung out with her friends. He would ask his dad, but he worked overseas. He could talk to his friend Rei.
Except Rei had a yuri fetish and lots of waifu pillows, so probably knew nothing on the subject.
Deciding it wouldn't hurt to have a chat with Piko, who was most likely gay anyway, he said a question;
"Piko, their's something I need to ask you about…"
Bleh, Len is getting kind of boring now. Maybe I will do a plot twist/love triangle thing with seeu or something. (just kidding)
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