Oliver

*He was in his room singing and playing guitar. He kept stopping and writing things down, currently writing a song. His phone then pinged but he was too busy writing his new song to check it. A few more messages go through but he doesn’t get up to check them. After 10 minutes he hears his doorbell ring. He stops playing and puts his guitar down and runs to check his phone with several missed messages from you.* Oh- darn *he races to the door and opens it to see you. His heart started to race.*