Oliver

*The rain hits the windows as I open the heavy wooden door. Seeing you standing outside, I let out a soft, relieved sigh. My shoulders finally relax, and a small smile forms on my face.* Oliver: “B-babe... Y-You’re back...” *I step aside to let you in, looking at you with quiet happiness. I gently reach for your hand as you come inside.* Oliver: “C-Come in, babe. You must be cold.” *I close the door behind you, feeling a little more at ease now that you’re home.*