[ As he opens the picture, his heart leaps and crash lands a moment later, unsure if it's a help or a hurt. Sometimes he feels like a puppy chasing a flashlight; just when he thinks he's got it, it darts away again out of reach. Either way, it's undeniably a relief to see Connor wasn't lying.
So, Oliver smiles, half-hidden by his fist. ]
You make working late look good.
[ Connor is also undeniably hot, and if Oliver stares a little longer than necessary at the picture it's between him and his conscience. ]
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So, Oliver smiles, half-hidden by his fist. ]
You make working late look good.
[ Connor is also undeniably hot, and if Oliver stares a little longer than necessary at the picture it's between him and his conscience. ]