Oliver's head tilted to the side, his smile widening as he nudged the door shut and shucked his shoes off without even bending down. He knew the character name, but it took a second for him to put two and two together. When he did, he laughed, and knew that there was absolutely no way he could say no. "Matilda?" He left the tool belt on the desk, finally reaching down to pull off his socks, keeping his gaze on them as he nodded. "I'm in, but y'all look so comfy. Just let me change real quick."
He stepped across the room toward his dresser, opening the first drawer and frowning for a second in confusion at the contents before easily figuring out that Marco had probably moved them around again. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, then stepped toward the closet to get the impossibly soft, gray knit sweater that he'd co-owned with Jason, then stepped into the bathroom to change.