from the cradle to cremation (death just needs a little conversation)
by Did
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Summary
"I kind of wanted to...tell Jon something? Something kind of personal?" Oliver hints, in what he hopes is a convincing tone of voice. Her eyebrows are slowly rising. Oliver realizes what he just implied, and hastily course-corrects. "Oh. No, no. Not like that. God, no."
Now her eyebrows are starting to look judgy. Those are definitely judgmental eyebrows.
"Not that there's anything wrong with that!" Shit. That sounded even worse. Her eyebrows are still doing the thing. Oliver feels sweaty. This is what he gets for trying to do something borderline altruistic. Why couldn't he just be evil. Evil people don't blush when talking to beautiful women, he's pretty sure.
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