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Oliver the Aspiring Chef
Hey there. I'm Oliver Briman. It's nice to meet you. Feel free to come say hi. I don't bite. Promise.
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Excitement at the Ball || Oliver and Dodger
Oliver sighed a little bit as he stood outside the ball. He was currently leaning agianst the wall, by himself for now. He had texted Dodger, hoping that he would come outside and join him. 'I doubt he'll do it...he's probably off fucking a girl or something...He doesn't want to hear my little gay boy fantasies...' He thought to himself, closing his eyes.
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We are. It'll be so fun. You'll never know who you're hooking up with.
Ball tonight?
Possibly getting it off with a stranger?
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Possibly getting it off with a stranger?
Ball tonight?
This should be exciting…
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Oliver had gotten up and was heading toward his room, stretching his arms above his head. Maybe he'd go visit Dodger.
[Text:] Then you'll have to show me. Roomies gone if you wanna come to my room, dodge.
Outfits? || Open RP
[Text]: Oh really now. Maybe I should find someone to bite me.
What was that he was feeling in his chest? Weird.
[Text:] You should. But someone who now how to do it.
'Calm down, Oliver.' He thought to himself and took a deep breathe before answering.
[Text]: Someone like you?
Dodger had put down his phone to throw a shirt on, tired of imagining the looks of people if he went without his shirt to this ball. No, he wanted to put some type of effort in it.
Maybe a nerd chic type deal? That would be a 360 to what he normally wore.
When he did look at his phone, Dodger had to double check what he sent. This kid…
[Text:] Can’t say that I’m not good at it, Oli.
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'Calm down, Oliver.' He thought to himself and took a deep breathe before answering.
[Text]: Someone like you?
Outfits? || Open RP
[Text:] Ya think so?
[Text]: Some turn into dogs that think they’re all that. :P I prefer dogs to wolves. Less biting.
He paused in replying, wondering how Oliver would feel about him becoming one of those wolves anyway. But Dodger couldn’t think that way. They were playing now and he wasn’t going to get stuck in the past.
[Text:] Not a fan of biting? Ya don’t know what ya missing.
[Text]: Oh really now. Maybe I should find someone to bite me.
What was that he was feeling in his chest? Weird.
[Text:] You should. But someone who now how to do it.
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[Text]: Oh really now. Maybe I should find someone to bite me.
Outfits? ll Open RP
[Text:] Sounds like a challenge kid. Pups turn into wolves, you know.
[Text]: Not all of them do.
[Text:] Ya think so?
[Text]: Some turn into dogs that think they’re all that. :P I prefer dogs to wolves. Less biting.
He paused in replying, wondering how Oliver would feel about him becoming one of those wolves anyway. But Dodger couldn’t think that way. They were playing now and he wasn’t going to get stuck in the past.
[Text:] Not a fan of biting? Ya don’t know what ya missing.
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[Text]: Some turn into dogs that think they're all that. :P I prefer dogs to wolves. Less biting.
Outfits? ll Open RP
[Text:] What, you getting jealous of my skill? Yeah, yeah sure the mask thing. And if I’m a dog, you’s a cat.
[Text:] You have skills? I have yet to see them. I’ve already admitted to being cute and cuddly like a cat a long time ago. :P
[Text:] Sounds like a challenge kid. Pups turn into wolves, you know.
[Text]: Not all of them do.
[Text:] Ya think so?
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[Text]: Not all of them do.
Outfits? ll Open RP
Oliver blinked a little bit at the second text, his face turning as bright red as his hair. At least Dodger couldn’t see it.
[Text :] At least I know now that you haven’t been messing around. haha. That doesn’t count though. We’re supposed to not know who each other is. That’s the point of the masks, silly pup.
[Text:] What, you getting jealous of my skill? Yeah, yeah sure the mask thing. And if I’m a dog, you’s a cat.
[Text:] You have skills? I have yet to see them. I’ve already admitted to being cute and cuddly like a cat a long time ago. :P
[Text:] Sounds like a challenge kid. Pups turn into wolves, you know.
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[Text:] You have skills? I have yet to see them. I've already admitted to being cute and cuddly like a cat a long time ago. :P
Outfits? ll Open RP
Oliver blinked a little and pulled his phone out of his pocket, looking at his text. “Dodger?" He twisted his lips and opened the message and laughed.
[Text]: I dunno yet. I haven’t decided. How about you?
[Text:] No idea. It’s like go in costume right? I really don’t have a clue what to do.
He sent the message and groaned, thinking that a freaking party shouldn’t be so taxing on dress code.
[Text:] No one here’s seen me naked. That counts right?
Oliver blinked a little bit at the second text, his face turning as bright red as his hair. At least Dodger couldn’t see it.
[Text :] At least I know now that you haven’t been messing around. haha. That doesn’t count though. We’re supposed to not know who each other is. That’s the point of the masks, silly pup.
[Text:] What, you getting jealous of my skill? Yeah, yeah sure the mask thing. And if I’m a dog, you’s a cat.
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Oliver blinked a little bit at the second text, his face turning as bright red as his hair. At least Dodger couldn't see it.
[Text :] At least I know now that you haven't been messing around. haha. That doesn't count though. We're supposed to not know who each other is. That's the point of the masks, silly pup.
Outfits? ll Open RP
He frowned a bit as he thought of the ball coming up. what could he wear? What would Dodger be..No. He had to stop that train of thought. He needed to focus on the matter at hand and thinking of that man just two doors down from his own dorm would not help.
"Just what am I supposed to wear? A cat suit or something?" He asked outloud, having been sitting on the grass with his laptop, looking through possibilities.
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Oliver blinked a little and pulled his phone out of his pocket, looking at his text. "Dodger?" He twisted his lips and opened the message and laughed.
[Text]: I dunno yet. I haven't decided. How about you?
Outfits? ll Open RP
He frowned a bit as he thought of the ball coming up. what could he wear? What would Dodger be..No. He had to stop that train of thought. He needed to focus on the matter at hand and thinking of that man just two doors down from his own dorm would not help.
"Just what am I supposed to wear? A cat suit or something?" He asked outloud, having been sitting on the grass with his laptop, looking through possibilities.
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Outfits? ll Open RP
He frowned a bit as he thought of the ball coming up. what could he wear? What would Dodger be..No. He had to stop that train of thought. He needed to focus on the matter at hand and thinking of that man just two doors down from his own dorm would not help.
"Just what am I supposed to wear? A cat suit or something?" He asked outloud, having been sitting on the grass with his laptop, looking through possibilities.
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"What's this ball thing everyone around here keeps talking about?"
"Apparently they're having a masked party. I dunno. I only just heard about it. Why?"
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"Straight?" He asked and nodded a little bit, fluffing his hair a little bit. He secretly wanted Dodger to stare at his hair. He would be okay if it were Dodger doing it since he knew him. "Umm Disney Fountains. Room 321 I think. What about you?"
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"Eh. It’s been alright I guess. We moved away after the adoption was final so I never got to say goodbye to you. What about you?" He asked with a tilt of his head, tempted to tackle him if he could.
"Must be nice." He smiled back, actually feeling good to seem him again. And he really needed to stop daydreaming about his hair. “It’s cool." He said, brushing it off.
"Just same ol’. Decided that college could be good for me. Worked up to it." Dodger didn’t want to mention how hard life got immediately after Oliver left. So much happened and changed him. He wondered how Oliver changed himself.
"So what are you going to school for?" He asked smirking and looked at his guitar. “It’s something to do with music though, isn’t it?" He was eager to know more about the man sitting infront of him and hoped he didn’t come off as annoying now.
"I’m here for culinary arts so I can be a big time chef one day. " He thought for a moment and teasingly said, “Wanna be my guinea pig and test my recipes?"
"Absitively posolutely. It’s the only thing I got." It sounded cryptic but how else could he describe it? “Composition, with a minor in Performance." Dodger watched Oliver grow excited and bright just like he remembered.
He laughed. “A chef, huh? Sounds impressive. Jeez, like your hair too." Dodger nodded. “Sure. Ya don’t have to worry about leftovers with me around. Where ya staying?"
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"You never did have a problem eating." He teased and smirked, stretching his arms above his head, placing his hands on his hair. "Yeah..IT kinda..It looks like this when I wake up. It's odd. So many people stare at me cause of it. "
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"Eh. It’s been alright I guess. We moved away after the adoption was final so I never got to say goodbye to you. What about you?" He asked with a tilt of his head, tempted to tackle him if he could.
"Must be nice." He smiled back, actually feeling good to seem him again. And he really needed to stop daydreaming about his hair. “It’s cool." He said, brushing it off.
"Just same ol’. Decided that college could be good for me. Worked up to it." Dodger didn’t want to mention how hard life got immediately after Oliver left. So much happened and changed him. He wondered how Oliver changed himself.
"So what are you going to school for?" He asked smirking and looked at his guitar. “It’s something to do with music though, isn’t it?" He was eager to know more about the man sitting infront of him and hoped he didn’t come off as annoying now.
"I’m here for culinary arts so I can be a big time chef one day. " He thought for a moment and teasingly said, “Wanna be my guinea pig and test my recipes?"
"Absitively posolutely. It’s the only thing I got." It sounded cryptic but how else could he describe it? “Composition, with a minor in Performance." Dodger watched Oliver grow excited and bright just like he remembered.
He laughed. “A chef, huh? Sounds impressive. Jeez, like your hair too." Dodger nodded. “Sure. Ya don’t have to worry about leftovers with me around. Where ya staying?"
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