Oliver Bloody Wood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} oliverwoodwould) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Oliver would be lying if he had said he hadn't thought he'd be ending the night by snogging Melinda. He was, however, a little surprised by the way the whole evening felt. Of course, a niggling part of him wondered if he was playing at something bigger than he should. But it was nice, being somewhere romantic with a girl he found fun and nice to be with. He wasn't sure if this would go somewhere, but he wouldn't mind it if it did. But those were ideas for a much different time. Now wasn't for thinking, it was for enjoying the moment.
He groaned but nodded when Melinda pulled back. "I guess it would be rude for me to keep you away from it too much longer. But I hope you didn't mind the distraction too much." He curled a large finger around a lock of her blonde hair, quirking a smile at her tilted head.
"As you wish," he responded, stepping back and grabbing his broom.
"Off we go then?"