100 Days Of Sunlight (if anyone else wanted to join :) )
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//Same :')
Oliver twitched when she spoke to him, running his hand through his hair again nervously. "Uh, sure." -
Vivian nodded and reached for Oliver's hand, gently taking it and guiding him into the living room. She sat him down in an empty chair and sat beside him, watching her brothers looked over at Oliver with curiosity.
``So, what happened to him?`` Her eldest brother asked, staring at Oliver.
``Yeah, why can't he see anymore?``
``Did he get into some accident that gave him PTSD.``
``Nah, I bet he was born like that-``
``No, Vee said it was an accident-``
``Boys, stop with the overwhelming questions,`` Vivian said, exhaling. ``And quit staring, it's not nice.``
``But he can't see-``
``Alright, Henry, that's enough out of you,`` Michael said, putting his hand over the middle child's mouth.
``Sorry about them,`` Vivian muttered, chuckling awkwardly. -
hENRY I LOVE YOU))
Oliver laughed a bit. "There's no need to apologize," he chuckled. "They're just curious." -
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“They can get a bit too curious at times,” she mumbled, rubbing her temples.
“So, how’d it happen?” Michael asked, looking over at Oliver. “If you wanna tell us, of course.”
“Yeah, what’d ya do??”
“HENRY. Quiet,” Michael said sternly, shooting a glare at his brother, who stuck his tongue out at the older male. -
Oliver smirked a little, leaning back and feeling more at ease. "Oh, nothing special. Just had a bit of a car accident, that's all."
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“Really? A car accident? Kinda a lame story,” Henry said, “You should tell people you got into a fight or something!”
“Or you got hurt tryna save someone!” Michael chimed in, bouncing on his feet.
“Okay, enough outta you two,” Vivian said, shooting a glare at her brothers. -
"Well no matter how exciting other stories might be, I prefer to stick with the truth," he said, internally cringing at how cheesy that was. "I might write a story with those ideas though."
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“That does seem like a good idea for a story,” Vivian replied with a nod, a small smile on her face.
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Oliver thought about it. "I might just do that," he said with a smile, before realizing how dumb he must look. "Er, anyway,"
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“Ooh, you write stories?” Henry asked, a smile on his face. “Mikey writes stories too!”
“N-No I don’t! I- It’s not really a big deal, just-just little things i jot down from time to time,” Michael retorted, his face turning red.
Vivian giggled, patting her brother’s shoulder. “They’re actually pretty good, I’ve read some of them-“
“YOU READ MY STORIES?!”
“HA! They are stories, I knew it!”
“Shut up Henry!” -
Oliver cracked up, ruffling what he thought was Mikey's hair, which actually turned out to be a fluffy pillow. "Hey, don't be ashamed about it! That's really cool."
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Vivian watched Oliver for a moment, giggling. “It is pretty impressive, he’s certainly got an active imagination.”
“I can write better than Mikey!” Henry exclaimed, bouncing on his feet.
“No you can’t, you can’t even write your own name properly,” Mikey retorted, earning a younger boy talking him.
“You take that back!”
“I won’t, because it’s true!!” -
"I'm sure you're BOTH good at writing," Oliver said with a chuckle. "Why don't you two write a book together sometime? It teaches you loads."
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“Yeah, and it’d be fun to do something together,” Vivian said with a smile.
“OOH OOH, I have an idea already!” Michael said, jumping up. “Lemme go get some paper!”
“I HAVE IDEAS TOO, I’LL GET PAPER TOO!!” Henry said, running after Michael.
Vivian exhaled and chuckled, leaning back against the couch. “That’ll keep them busy, at least for a bit- Luka! There you are, I was wondering where you’ve been.”
The eldest boy looked over at Vivian and Oliver, pausing. “You need me for something, because I’m going to the skate park with some friends.”
“The skate park?” Vivian asked, a slight strain in her voice. “Oh, alrighty then, just be careful.”
“Got it-“
“Be back in an hour, I need you to help me make lunch for the boys.”
“Alright, alright. Bye,” the blonde said, walking out of the house. -
Oliver wondered where Vivian's parents were. Then again, his own parents hadn't exactly been very present before his accident. He felt around for his flower. He must have put it somewhere on the couch.
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