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AlwaysSnapesGirl · 01-09-2023, 01:53 AM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Reaching for his mug, Oli was dismayed to find it empty when he brought it to his mouth. He felt a small sense of embarrassment as he added it to the other empty ones, but shrugged it off - he was giving the coffee shop business, after all, and he needed this amount of coffee to stay awake for this essay. Rubbing a hand across his face, he leant back in his chair to read what he had written so far.

When the shadow fell over his table, he was distracted from mentally tearing his work apart. Which was probably for the best, as he was often his own worst critic. But looking up, he offered a small, sheepish smile at the girl who looked an awful lot like one of Florrie's friends.

Not that he was going to say anything, though - no, Olivier was far to awkward to acknowledge the fact, just in case it wasn't Florrie's friend. Or, in case it was, and she thought him bringing it up was just weird. Which would be totally valid, and he was absolutely not overthinking. So, instead, he just offered a small smile back, and returned his gaze to the papers before him, closing one of the heavy books with a thump. "It's less than it looks," he admitted. "But it's just coursework."

It was when he raised his head that Ivy finally realized why he had looked familiar, and her smile brightened. "Oh, Olivier! Hi!" She did not know him very well outside of being Florrie's brother and a friend of Misa, but even so, she rarely forgot a face. Or at least, she tried not to, and she succeeded most of the time. Remembering faces and names had seemed like a useful skill to develop over the years regardless of her future career, but especially so now that she'd decided on journalism. Plus, it usually made people feel better when they were remembered. That was important too.

"What're you studying?" She glanced at the book that he closed, but the words were upside down from the angle she was standing at, so she averted her eyes back to him.

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