"That doesn't sound like the worst idea in the world," he said and let her go. Oliver pulled a pitcher of water out of his fridge and poured himself a large glass. "I wouldn't ever have to go into that tiny closet you call a flat. I can barely fit in your shower," he reminder her and took a large drink.
Having Mandy around made Oliver happy. It wasn't something he expected to happen. Most women he dated in the past were wither Quidditch players or Quidditch groupies. He didn't have a lot of serious relationships. Maybe having her around all the time would be a good thing.
"Then again, anymore and I wouldn't have any clothes left. You'd take them all."