Oliver let out a breath, "Oh thank god..." in his relief he let go of the doorknob, just enough that he kind of crumbled to the floor like a balloon that had lost all its air. "Thank you Stan,' he said loudly, "I'm all right..."
Nothing else really mattered. Percy hadn't broken up with him... yet. "I'm just going to sit here a minute," he said to Percy, still trying to fake that he was okay. He had no idea just how bad he looked, "you're not leaving me?"