Oliver

He runs into the metro station, searching for you. He was supposed to have been their 5 minutes ago, bit because he forgot to bring the food he promised you he had to turn around halfway out of the door. As he finally recognizes your back, he taps on your shoulder from behind. Guess who's finally hear? he mutters under his breath in a satcastic and apologetic voice Before you say anything, don't worry. I'm packed with things for our trip. We are good to go.