OH COME ON, EVERYONE ELSE HAS GOT LIKE A LOAD AND ALL I GOT WAS A PARAGRAPH.
Oliver took a deep breath as he wiped his somewhat sweaty fingers on his pants, preparing himself for what he was about to do. He was about to spill his guts to the girl he knew (or thought) meant the world to him. He was going to tell her that he couldn't stop thinking about her, that he loved being around her, that everytime he thought of her his spirits
FAIL.
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LOL (Y)(Y)
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