That Familiar Redhead (Zxaine)

[Oliver Barnes]

Oliver started heading down towards the training field, dressed in an old t-shirt and a pair of black track pants. It was relatively nice out, (sunny and not too much of a wind) so it was perfect for him to go for a job outside instead of inside the training room. He hated running indoors, as it felt so... constricting. He took a sip of water from his bottle, setting it aside.

He reached into his pocket to grab his iPod, settling on his setlist made specifically for his runs. Oliver put his earphones in, beginning his warmup lap around the track. Running always provided a nice escape for the introverted boy, forgetting about everything wrong in his life and just the sounds of his feet hitting the ground, his heartbeat and the steady rhythm of music keeping him going. He managed to make it around the track twice, before noticing someone with bright red hair coming down to the field.

Narrowing his eyes, Oliver stopped in the middle of the track, tilting his head to the side. There didn't seem to be a lot of redheads at Hammel, so he assumed it was... Z, the girl from the truth or dare party. It had been awhile since he last saw her, with everything going down with AJ. Maybe he should go say hi. He jogged towards the redhead girl, a smile on his face. "Hey you, longtime no see."

[Zxaine Fisher]

She took in a deep breath, concentrating on focusing her thoughts at the target she'd chosen. Her mane of hair had been tied back tightly to keep in from becoming engulfed in the flame. Her clothing had also been chosen specifically for the task. After she'd scorched and ruined several of her yoga pants and even more t shirt while practicing she'd learned that if it didn't hug the body then it was a no go. Thus she wore a dark blue camisole and a pair of leggings under black shorts. Her dark eyes were closed, no one ever bothered her out here, and for good reason. After all, if you could catch someone on fire with a thought you'd be crazy to mess with her during training. Thus she had blocked out all sound, picturing her open palm in her mind. The Pyro hated her ability, and she hated that she was afraid of it just as much... if not more. She would learn to control it. 

She could feel the flame starting and she opened her eyes, the flame in her palm dancing pleasantly. This wasn't scary. A smile crossed her features and she leaned in to look at the bit of flame, feeling the warmth but not being burned by it. Her eyes went to the target she'd made. It was only a pile of sticks and fire starters a few feet away from her but she didn't want to get all fancy before she knew what she was doing at least with this little bit. Curling her fingers around the flame she got ready to cast the flame at her target. Concentration wrote itself across he features before a voice called out behind her and she jumped, the flame exploding from he hand in a bout before disappearing in the air above her. She fell backwards and looked at the scorch marks on her palm, just another battle scar it seemed. She glanced over her shoulder, fully intending to give whomever disturbed her a stern talking to until she saw it was Oliver. Her dark eyes went from anger to excitement instantaneously and she hoped he didn't see the former expression. "Hey! Yeah, I haven't seen you around stranger." Standing up she brushed herself off before taking a few steps towards him. "How you been?" She tried to keep the flirty tones out of her voice, she knew she didn't get there 100% but it was way too early in their friendship to try her luck.

[Oliver Barnes]

It wasn't until Oliver got closer that he noticed Zxaine was in the middle of training. He hadn't seen the fire dancing in the palm of her hand until he was a few feet away. Watching in a trance, he saw the flames grow in her hand, brilliant shades of orange and red. The power was apparently common, but Oliver had never met anyone who was a pyro beforehand. He tucked his hands into his pockets, intently watching as Z focused on the target, her hand touching the flames. His eyes widened in response, watching as she fell to the ground. "Oh, shit!" he shouted, jogging faster towards her, concerned.

He hadn't noticed her angry expression, only hoping that his distraction hadn't caused the girl any real harm. "Sorry about that, I didn't see that you were training otherwise I would have left you alone." He rambled, sheepishly smiling down. Oliver offered his hand, running the other one through his hair. "Yeah.. it's been quite the month." He said with a chuckle. Boy, was that an understatement.

"Busy. Just... dealing with life and whatnot. How have you been?" Oliver asked. "I feel bad for not tracking you down sooner." He added on, with his shy smile. The truth or dare party had only been bearable with Z's help. If she hadn't shown up, then he probably would have either collapsed in the midst of a panic attack or escape. Of course, she had dragged him back when he was leaving, but it hadn't turned out... too terrible. His cover had been blown, but then again, that's when Oliver got to meet her and get to know the girl better. 

[Zxaine Fisher]

She had taken his hand with her unscorched one when offered, the redhead now firmly on her feet. She flashed him a bright smile and chuckled as he seemed a bit awkward while apologizing for interrupting her training. Shaking her head slightly she quickly went about trying to make him know it was all right.

"No no, don't worry about that. I really shouldn't let myself get so engulfed, could be dangerous." She waved one hand in front of her almost dismissively, a laugh following the statement. "Playing with fire isn't exactly something you can do and not pay attention right?" A bit of a blush colored her cheeks at having been caught off guard and she bit her lower lip. She was glad he hadn't noticed her momentary flare of anger and she tapped the toe of her sneaker on the ground.

"I hear that, been spending all my spare time trying to get his.... ability... under control." She nearly spat the word ability, giving away that she wasn't entirely comfortable with the gift she'd been granted. She paused and chuckled at herself. "I ended up breaking the sink in my dorm by mistake with it... so... yep. You haven't missed much on my end by not stopping around except a lot of ruined clothes." She twirled the length of her ponytail around one of her fingers, glancing up at him. Stepping up to him she linked her arm with is nonchalantly. "So what's had you so busy?" Her lack of confidence moments ago vanishing as a bright, award winning smile broke across her features. She liked him, despite having only met him once thus far. He seemed a real genuine kind of guy, something that the world seemed short of these days. She watched him, content to let him lead the way as they caught up, if that's what he chose to do anyways. Otherwise they could stand around. It didn't bother her either way.

[Oliver Barnes]

When Z took his hand, Oliver felt.. tingly. He had always avoided basic human contact, always living in fear of something bad happening. With a bit of a delay, he let go of her hand with another awkward laugh, nonchalantly wiping his clammy hand on the fabric of his pants. Hopefully she hadn't noticed his ineptness... gah, who was he kidding. His social awkwardness had made itself apparent when they had initially met.

"Alright, if you say so." Oliver smiled at the redhead. He was going to argue about how it couldn't be that dangerous, until he realized that her power did deal with fire. He echoed her laugh, shrugging. "Yeah, I guess so. But if you never play with it, you'll never learn. What's life without a burn here and there?" He pondered out loud, his smiling spreading into a dorky grin. He had the tendency to go off on philosophical tangents at times.

"You don't sound like a fan of your ability." Oliver said sympathetically. Then again, it seemed fairly obvious with her reaction. It was common for a lot of students to not like their abilities, in Oliver's experience. A lot of them had destructive consequences and were difficult to deal with. His? Relatively easy. Sometimes, he accidentally phased through an object, like when leaning against a table while zoned out, or falling through a chair. That had happened once or twice. Otherwise, it was a quick one to learn with minor side effects. He chuckled at hearing her struggles, shaking his head back and forth. "Doesn't... sound like a fun to deal with then." He stiffened when Z looped an arm with his, but relaxed a quick moment later. "Schoolwork, mostly. Had a project I've been working on. Training. Caring for the flour baby." He shook his head. Right now, Penelope was schedule for caring for the baby and hoped it was going okay... He brushed the thought off before continuing. "I... you remember that girl with the dark hair at the party?" Oliver knew it was a vague description, but figured that Z was smart enough to figure it out. He never did explain to her what had gone on between them, and figured he owed the girl a small explanation.

[Zxaine Fisher]

Yes, he was awkward. But that was something she found charming about him, and she giggled softly at his lack of self confidence. If only he knew how many girls were looking for a boy just like that. As he mused aloud her smile faded just slightly, her powers had far reaching consequences if not kept in check, and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt someone by mistake. Still, he was right, if she didn't allow herself to be burned, literally, she wouldn't really learn. 

"I just don't want to hurt anyone, that's all." Her lips tightened slightly and she glanced up at him, one corner of her lips twitching slightly higher then the other. "Burning myself is one thing, burning someone else." She shook her head and dismissed the thought. She'd learn, she'd figure it out somehow. After all, if her thoughts make it, then all she had to do was learn to not think it in relation to people right? Maybe. Mention of the flour baby caused her to laugh a bit. "Ah yes, the babies. I have one too, seems to be going well enough though. No one's tried to make cookies from it anyways. I've heard rumors that some people were planning on 'flournapping' them and doing just that. So keep an eye out." She chuckled and nudged him with her arm lightly. 

She blinked and looked thoughtful when he mentioned the dark haired girl at the party, her chocolate eyes closing as she tapped the index finger of her free hand against he chin lightly. "The one with the curls? Did the whole 'totally not checking you out, but I'm checking you out' walk around us?" She blinked a bit, wondering if he even knew what that walk was. "Vaguely, I know we left right after she wandered past." She tilted her head slightly. "What about her?" In Zxaine's mind, while she was pretty enough she really wasn't all that memorable. Then again, she was the vain type who always saw others in comparison to the lofty view she had of herself. 

[Oliver Barnes]

"That's quite noble of you." Oliver said with a cheesy grin. Made sense though. "I don't think anyone wants to get burnt. Be.. painful." He paused to chuckle. "Does it hurt a lot then? Getting burned? Like, is your fire more painful than one from, say a candle?" He asked. When Zxaine mentioned burning herself, Oliver couldn't help but to notice the marks on her palm. He winced at the sight, gesturing with his head towards the palm of her hand. "Was that from me distracting you?" He had to know. Already, Oliver felt guilty about causing her harm.

"Honestly, I don't even understand the project." Oliver said with a snort, shaking his head. "Too bad we didn't get paired up or something." He blushed when mentioning this. "My... my partner is super strict. I don't think she trusts me." Then again, he was relieved that she wanted to pass. His grades were important to him. "Kind of annoying lugging around the five pound bag. Everywhere." When the redhead mentioned that others were planning on kidnapping the bags of flour, Oliver shook his head again. Did people here really have nothing else better to do for entertainment? "Gotta love the maturity here eh? But thanks for the warning, I'll make sure nobody destroys it." He grinned down at her.

And then Zxaine totally lost him. Oliver tilted his head to the side, giving her a confused look. The naive boy definitely was not aware that such a walk existed. And had AJ been checking him out? Oliver's cheeks turned pink, deepening in colour as he thought about what to say. He was still uncomfortable with sharing all the details, as no other student knew about what happened sophomore year. "Yeah, her." He nodded once, running his free hand through his hair. Oliver began to lead himself and Z around the track circle. Might as well walk a little while talking right? "Well... hm, how do I explain this." He mused out loud.

"Alright, well for starters, her name is AJ. And... and I knew her. Before coming to Hammel. We both grew up in Minnesota. Same school and everything. Best friends, all that." Oliver's eyes glazed over as he recalled the night. "I... I never explained to you why I was acting off. And I felt, er, feel like I owe you that. So you don't think I'm some creeper who jumps through walls to avoid my problems." Even though Oliver definitely did that, abusing his power to escape reality. "So, yeah. I can catch you up if you want." By the end of his rambling, Oliver's entire face was flushed with embarrassment.

[Zxaine Fisher]

"That's me, the very definition of nobility." She laughed a bit, clearly amused. "Well no, it's not more painful or anything, but being burned never really tickles." She smirked and bushed her fingertips along the side of his ribs to demonstrate, a sly smirk on her lips. When he mentioned her hand she lifted it so he could see. "Well, not all you." She frowned at the different burns all in varying stages of healing. Some looked to be nearly gone, only the outside of her palm had a bit of new pinkness to it. "I'm a bit clumsy with it actually." To admit such a thing was strange for her, but she had the feeling he wouldn't poke fun at her lack of ability. When he mentioned them getting paired up she glanced away almost shyly, even though she clearly wasn't the type, still something about him made her slightly bashful. 

"Yeah, that's too bad, I bet we'd make lovely flourbabies." She smirked, covering up her own momentary awkwardness. "Happily the scoundrels who intend to take my precious baby can have fun trying, when I'm on duty I keep it under close watch." She smirked at her own protectiveness, something she'd picked up from her mother. "If you get bored while on baby duty feel free to drop in on me." She offered with a smile, letting him lead her around the track easily. She listened intently as he explained who the girl was, that he'd known her before coming to Hammel, it was kind of cute really... in a sappy high school movie kinda way. AJ. She'd remember the name.

"Well to be fair, I'd never think you were a creeper." She assured him. "But if you need someone to confide in, I'm glad it can be me." She leaned in and whispered. "I won't tell your secrets."

[Oliver Barnes]

When Zxaine brushed her fingers across his ribs, Oliver jumped a little, clearly startled by the physical contact. Not to mention it had tickled as well. His cheeks flashed a quick shade of red, fading after a minute. He peered over at Z's hand, frowning at all the scars. Some of them didn't seem too bad, but the newer ones did catch his attention. "It sounds hard to try and harness." Oliver sympathetically said, tearing his eyes from the pink skin up to her face.

At the mention of them having flour babies, the blush crept back onto Oliver's face. He tried to think of a smart remark, but by the time one came to his mind the conversation had moved on. "Yeah, I think if anything happened to the baby while it was my schedule shift, my partner would probably kill me." The funny thing was, Oliver wasn't kidding. He'd actually be a dead man. "I'd like that." He said with a smile. Usually, Oliver just sat somewhere and read, with the bag of flour tucked in his lap for safety measures. "It'd be like those parents who have... that group thing. Where they talked about parenting and their babies."

As they began to walk around to track, Oliver vaguely explained the backstory between him and AJ. He smiled at Z, relieved that she hadn't thought he was a creeper. He wasn't the best with first impressions. Oliver paused, swallowing the lump in his throat. It wasn't that he didn't trust the redhead. No, it was more the memories. It always was. "I apologize for.. the lack of details, it's just... hard to relive." He explained, blushing. "Uh.. well.. something happened. I..." He thought about the wording. "I tried to push things farther than she was comfortable with. And then a week later, she moved schools. It... was bad. Real bad." Oliver let out a dark laugh. "Long story short, I fell into a slump. Depressed and anxious. Basically unable to deal with everything. Then, I manifested my power a couple months later. Phasing." At this point, he would have demonstrated but there was nothing around that Oliver could use.

"I thought it would be alright. Get to start out fresh in a new town... but, well, she was here." Oliver's face fell, remembering when he had first arrived and saw AJ roaming the halls. Immediately, he had fallen into a panic attack. "After calming down, I went to the staff here. Got them to make sure we weren't in any classes. I... somehow, I managed to avoid her for a year. And that night, well... we met again. And I was at a book shop where apparently she works.. and we bumped into each other. It was super awkward, needless to say. But maybe it was for the best, I don't know. We talked, which is a start."

He let out an uneasy breath. "Sorry for rambling I... I just don't talk about it." For good reason. Oliver, even if under the influence of AJ's ability, had almost r.. he couldn't even think the word. Taken advantage of her. "And it's why I looked like a ghost after seeing her that night."

[Zxaine Fisher]

Zxaine frowned when he mentioned his partner killing him if something happened to the flour baby, she was just as keen to pass this assignment, but she wasn't THAT obsessed. Tilting her head slightly. "Don't worry, I'll protect you." She had meant it to be a joke, and she winked. Continuing on without missing a beat she giggled softly. "Flourbaby playdate. Absolutely." Which made her pause, he didn't know where her dorm was. Luckily she was in a co-ed so he could visit whenever. "Well I'm in room 207, and if I'm not in class that's generally where I am. Anytime your lonely or bored feel free to wander in." She smiled broadly, resisting the urge to tickle him again. 

As he continued about the backstory between himself and AJ she kept a carefully neutral face, though a comforting and warm smile she hoped would keep him at ease never left her features. The redhead nodded as he spoke occasionally, filing all this information away. She frowned momentarily when he mentioned trying to push things too far, he didn't seem the type to push at all and she let a puzzled expression linger for a moment. "You don't really seem the pushy type." She said quietly, one side of her mouth twitching as she thought. "In fact, I can't see you ever being the type to go too fast on someone... you're too sweet for that." She hadn't meant it to come out that way, but she didn't exactly have a great way with words. Blushing a bit at how that must have sounded she chewed on the inside of her lip.

"Well it's good that you two can at least talk a bit, sounds more like a misunderstanding then anything else to me..." She didn't have all the details, and she hadn't a clue what had lead up to the so called 'too far' so she was inclined to give the benefit of the doubt to the boy. "But even with her here there's nothing stopping you from a fresh start." Again, it sounded weird after she said it and she mentally facepalmed, here she was just trying to be supportive and she kept saying things that could be taken a whole different way. Urg. She needed to learn to think more before she spoke. 

[Oliver Barnes]

"Thanks." Oliver said with a soft smile. If he really needed Zxaine's help, then he probably would take her up on the offer. Penelope could be intimidating... he couldn't even make a joke about her wearing the pants in the relationship, cause her first rule was insisting that they don't pretend they were together. He didn't argue it, though. When Z mentioned her dorm number, Oliver's smile widened. "Hey, I'm in room 206. Weird huh?" He never saw the redhead come or go from next door. Guess he wasn't particularly observant. "It'd be rude for me not to come by since we are next door." He said with a laugh.

Her compliments only made Oliver blush. She thought he was sweet? "Oh no, you're just saying that." He insisted, his overly modest behaviour showcasing itself. Cause all Oliver saw was that monster from that night. Swallowing hard, he decided to refocus the subject at hand. "Yeah.. I'm not." He chuckled, shaking his head. AJ had been his first and only kiss. He didn't like to think about it, as it only brought forward the memories that were so hard to shake from his mind. Oliver ran a hand through his hair, continuing the explanation. "I.. I only found out recently... her power is pheromone manipulation. Like, I... really liked her. A lot. That night at the dance I was going to tell her how I really felt. There were some... less than appropriate thoughts." He admitted, the colour on his cheeks deepening. "Anyway, with her ability, it made the... the lust worse and hence me attacking her in a frenzy." It was incredibly hard for Oliver to admit all of that. He didn't know why, but there was something about Z that made it easier to admit. Maybe her gentle expressing that didn't waver, even after hearing the story. Oliver couldn't place it, but was grateful for her presence and open ears.

"Yeah, even after her explaining the power to me, I still feel incredibly guilty about it. I want to fix things between us. I miss her so much." Oliver bit his tongue, letting out a small sigh afterwards. "Th.. thanks for listening, Zxaine. I really appreciate it." The soft spoken boy smiled at the girl.

[Zxaine Fisher]

She giggled at the close proximity of their rooms, this meant he was also co-ed so she could drop by on him as well, that was good! She approves of this. "Well then, I shall have to make you cohabitate with me on occasion. I'll bring the cookies." She smiled brightly, little known fact was she was actually a really good cook. She just was often too wrapped up in other things to act on her ability. Still, she had sweets she'd baked hidden all around her room, she had a bit of a sweet tooth really. When he tried to brush off her compliments she looked up at him, a bit confused. 

"Not at all! Empty compliments are the worst thing to me. I couldn't possibly." Having been the recipient of many empty compliments in her life she was dead set against them. She tilted her head. "You don't see yourself very clearly." Offering a reassuring smile the pyro patted his arm with her free hand, since she had already linked one of her arms with his some time ago. As he explained the other girl's ability the pieces went together in her mind and she resisted the urge to get very angry at the girl. She knew that her ability had triggered it and she hadn't sent him any sort of word? Any sort of way to let him start getting that ugly thought out of his head? The injustice of it infuriated her but she had to keep her cool or risk starting a fire. Taking a slow breath as she chewed on her lip she mentally counted to ten in her mind, once done she was more in control of her frustration and trusted herself to speak. "It sounds to me... like neither of you are at fault for what happened that day. You need to stop beating yourself up about it. You liked her, and like any guy you had thoughts. That doesn't mean what happened was your fault, and it doesn't make you a bad person for what went on." She kept her voice calm, locking her dark chocolate eyes on him and willing him to take her words seriously. "I think you guys can work out whatever happened, and get over the guilt. Salvage your friendship" She wasn't sure she wanted him to go back to someone who let him think he'd done something so... so very heinous... of his own accord. She could tell he just was not the kind to do that, call it a gut feeling. She'd met plenty of boys who only thought about getting what they wanted and would do whatever to get there, Oliver clearly was not one of them. "But you can't keep going into the state of healing with that dark cloud of unnecessary guilt hanging over you, it will just hinder the whole thing." she glanced at the ground, thinking. When he thanked her she laughed softly, turning her face back to him. "You're very welcome. Anytime, honest." She grinned at the taller boy and stepped in front of him to give him a hug. He seemed like he needed it. Wrapping her arms around the boy she squeezed lightly before letting him go and falling back into step beside him. 

[Oliver Barnes]

Cookies? "Say no more." Oliver said with a grin. It wavered a little when Zxaine mentioned that he didn't see himself very clearly. It was something that he did struggle with to this day. When he looked in the mirror, he didn't see an introverted boy obsessed with writing and books. Oliver saw... he didn't even know who he saw anymore. Brushing the thought aside, he focused on Z and her words again. "You're.. awesome." Oliver complimented back, his entire face going red. Awesome? What kind of a word was that? Sure, he knew the definition, but it wasn't a word often, albeit never, used in his vocabulary.

"The thing I regret the most is jumping through the walls, avoiding her. Didn't leave me a favourable first impression." Oliver admitted, sheepishly. He thought about their most recent confrontation at the book store. Even though it brought forward those negative memories, it did also give him the chance to ease the guilty of hiding. Not to mention it was nice seeing AJ and hearing her voice. God, he missed her... Distracted once again, Oliver nodded. He felt calmer, as his eyes met hers and smiled. "It was in the moment, I suppose. I feel a little bit better about what had happened... but I still think we need to do something, together, as a healing thing. You know? He rambled. Oliver agreed with Zxaine; he needed to act fast and do something to help the grieving process. He couldn't afford to break down into tears everytime he saw AJ, which hopefully, would be more of a frequent event.

He was glad that he was able to talk to Zxaine. It was nice to feel not as burdened anymore with guilt, confusion and general darkness. When Z wrapped her arms around him, Oliver froze at the physical contact. After an awkward moment, he relaxed, even reciprocating the hug. He breathed a sigh of relief as they let go, smiling down at the redhead. "So, enough about my soap opera life." He joked. "You been doing alright besides the whole fire-scorching-everything thing?"

[Zxaine Fisher]

She did a funny little half bow at his compliment to her awesomeness. "And that is only one of my many great traits." She flashed a teasing smile at him, waggling her brows. She couldn't resist to be honest and hoped he realized she was just having a bit of fun. He was too emotionally damaged to get into anything with right now, he needed to forgive himself first and move on. She almost sighed at the shame of it, he was cute and she'd totally give him more then just the time of day. When he continued about his avoidance issue she smiled knowingly.

"Avoiding is easier, and sometimes it's less painful to pretend the problem doesn't exist by running away from it." Her voice held traces of an intimate knowledge of that problem, though she'd learned to confront her problems a long time ago through a lot of work and help. She'd help him in the same way. "Sometimes all you need is a helping hand to lead you along the narrow and scary path that leads to really feeling better." She needed such a hand herself, though not in the same way. But she wouldn't burden him with her own insecurities, she wanted to help him out. When he stiffened at the hug she almost jumped away, but his recovery and return of the hug brought a smile to her lips and she curled her arm around his own once again. Their walk continuing. "So, what kind of thing were you thinking of you two doing?" She questioned innocently, hoping she'd be able to offer some kind of advice or perhaps suggest a place where they might rebond as friends once again. She wasn't super used to the area yet, and often was hopelessly lost, but she had seen a couple nice looking shops and the like when quite lost. "Just don't ask me for directions to any of the places unless you want to be hopelessly and irrevocably lost." She laughed a bit. "My sense of direction is somewhat lacking."

[Oliver Barnes]

Oliver chuckled at Z's little bow, but it was fitting given what the boy knew of her personality so far. "I don't doubt that." He said with a smile. She seemed like a generally positive person to be around, and he needed more people in his life. He'd been here for over a year and his only real social activity was playing on the school's basketball team. He needed friends, and not just social acquaintances. Then again, that would require him to open up... Oliver sighed at the thought. Well, he was doing a good job at that with Zxaine. It had been easier than expected talking about AJ.

He worried for a moment, wondering if AJ would be okay with him telling the redheaded girl. She probably wouldn't mind, right? It hadn't been her fault.

Focusing on Z's advice, Oliver nodded every so often. He took her words in, thinking. "Agreed. I... feel like nothing would have changed. Like, if she didn't find me out. Otherwise, I'd still be running away from my past and the problems." Which wasn't healthy. Oliver noticed that she seemed to have responded emotionally to her own advice, and wondered if she needed talk. Maybe? He didn't want to pry though... by the time he debated it she had moved on from the subject. He smiled again. "Yeah... a helping hand." He repeated. Instead of carrying the burden by himself, Oliver had to reach out and talk, and share everything on his mind.

As they continued to walk after the momentarily awkward hug, Oliver's smile faded into a look of confusion. "Well.. I haven't really thought much about it." He admitted. "I.. I think maybe therapy. I went before." Before, Oliver had always been ashamed to admit that he went to see someone about his problems. Soon, he realized that a lot of people did that and there was no shame in it. "It helped a lot. I went back in Minnesota and when I transferred here. I was thinking I should maybe start that again... with AJ." He didn't know if it was the best idea, but maybe they could start the healing process together.

Grinning, Oliver looked off to the horizon, laughing. "Just like that night huh?" He said, thinking back to the truth or dare party.