I Don't Know About You... (Private with Ⓤⓝⓓⓔⓡ Ⓣⓗⓔ Ⓜⓞⓞⓝ)

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    [Sure! Since I don't know where to begin, I'm just gonna start with Oliver bringing her to the house.]


    Lucy followed behind the strawberry blonde male. Oliver had saved her running away from her father, and was now letting her stay at his home with Fancois, Allen, and James. The cheery male opened the door, yelling as he entered. "I'm home~"

    "Finally." James muttered, not looking up. Al waved it off, trying to secretly get the remote so he could change the channel. The hockey stick and baseball bat were sitting next to them, not hidden in the slightest.


    (Okay, do you want to RP Francois?)

    "Girl?" James and Al looked up at Oliver. "I thought that was Francois' job, bringing back ladies and such." James commented, raising an eyebrow. Al stayed quiet, studying the girl.

    Oliver spoke, his cheery grin still on his face. "This is Lucy, she's going to be staying here with us." He hummed. Lucy spoke up, shuffling on her feet. "It's nice to meet you all.."

    Al hummed, waving slightly before turning back to Oliver. "Does she know?" He questioned. James nodded slightly in return before giving Oliver the same curious look Al was.

    "Nope~" Oliver sung. Lucy blinked, her head tilted to the side in confusion. "I need to make dinner, James, why not show her to the room next to your's." Oliver said, disappearing into the kitchen before the other male could speak back.

    "Great." The two muttered with a sigh. "Al, keep an eye on him. You know what happened last time..." James said, standing up. Al mumbled something under his breath and stood up, following Oliver slowly.


    The other watched for a moment before turning back to Lucy. "Come on." He walked towards the stairs, stepping up them with practiced ease as he headed towards the rooms.