"Good idea," Oliver replied stiffly, waving over a waitress. She gave him a once-over but he paid it no attention. "Could we get two glasses of water and a quesidilla?" Smiling weakly, he added, "And a small order of nachos?"

The girl, who's nametag read 'Sarah W', nodded and grinned. "Alright, sir. I'll be back soon with your order." She walked off, and he couldn't help but notice how she made her hips sway when she walked.

"So," Oliver said slowly, as if attempting to start a conversation. He stared at Nikki like he was reading her mind.  

Nikki kept her eyes on the napkin during the conversation between the two.
It doesn't matter, It doesn't matter, It doesn't matter...
Nikki wasn't the type to get completely paranoid when a guy - she liked - talked to girls. She wasn't possessive like that. Doing that would be going to far.
But, when you knew the guy didn't like you back, and the girl he was talking to was exceptionally gorgeous and kept eyeing him the way any guy would want to be looked at...
Wouldn't you be at least a little irritated?
When the girl was gone, she looked back up at Oliver. His ex
pression made her face flush. Why did she feel so self concious when his eyes laid on her in that way?
"So..."
Nikki replied back awkwardly as she ran a hand through the hair that was not in her messy bun.
Maybe she could now ask...
"Why did you leave last night?"
She finally had herself to ask. She knew she'd feel like she'd have to vommit by the answer.
She could just imagine...

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Oliver could feel his heart skip a beat in his chest, and his breathing stop. For once, he didn't have a lie or excuse to spew at her. He didn't have some clever scheme shoved up his sleeve to be used as an excape route. But the truth, as always, would not be acceptable. There was no way he'd let her know what he was really up to.

Sucking in a deep breath when he remembered to breath, Oliver watched her with cautious eyes. "Because I was upset," he replied, which was a half-truth. "And you shouldn't see me like that. So I went for a walk, got myself lost, got in a fight and then slowly found my way back here." Shrugging, he leaned back in his chair.

A smirk tugged at the edges of his mouth, but it died quickly. "I wasn't with any girls, if that's what you're thinking. I stopped doing stuff like that... well... a while ago." 

[[Don't think I'm ignoring you. It's just, once it gets to this time for me, I get really tired and don't wanna reply to roleplays that require more then a couple words D:
So, like... Yeah. I've read your posts, but planning to reply tomarrow. K? Hehe. :3 ]]

Nikki would have let it go.
She was just about to change the subject, since he may have really been upset.
She would have.
If he just didn't say that last part that triggered a nerve. To be honest, she wasn't fully upset about that.
She only thought it was possible that he was with a girl. And, yeah, the thought hurt her alot, but that wasn't why she asked him where he was last night.
"I wasn't asking because I thought you were with any girls."
She said, with a chuckle in her tone. And, she was serious. He must have a big ego.
...Then again, wasn't it her fault for making him that way? She was the one who was able to say how she felt.
Maybe she really shouldn't have told him what was on her mind.
 "A while ago?"
She asked, with a teasing smile on her face.
"How long ago is 'a while ago'?"
She asked, that teasing smile plastered on her face.

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Oliver felt himself smile, simply waving away the waitress when she came with their food. She seemed displeased, but he didn't care. He glanced at his nachos hungrily, as if he'd found his appetite again. How long was a while ago? He couldn't recall.

"A few years," he replied simply, not sure if this was a lie or not. Time flied when you were busy going on killing rampages and moving from country to country. Oliver wasn't even sure how old he technically was anymore, nor did he care. "Say, Nikki," he said slyly, "While we're on the subject. When's the last time you've had a boyfriend?"

He took a bite of nachos, swallowin before speaking again. Oliver grinned at her playfully. "Assuming you don't have one now. I never asked, did I? I'm sure he'll be rather mad that I took you away..." 

When the waitress came with the food, Nikki was so excited to eat that she didn't even notice the interaction between Oliver and the girl.
For the first time, she didn't really care.
Setting the plate down infront of her she immediately took a bite from the quesadilla. They were probably the best she's eaten. So good, that she didn't care what Oliver would think of her taking two bites at one time. Oliver was a idiot for not getting these.
But, at his question, her face flushed and she stopped eating. She was literally frozen for a moment. Any color that had been at her cheeks before, vanished.
"A... Boyfriend?"
After swallowing her first bite, she did a small laugh. There was this sudden urge to see how jealous he'd get, if she lied saying that she had a boyfriend...
But, she wouldn't be able to live down the humiliation once he found out she was lieing. So, she chose to look like a dork, and say something completely honest for once with him.
"The closest thing to a boyfriend for me is having a crush on this guy, Eddie, in my class."
She laughed at herself, realizing that ever since Oliver has been around, she hasn't thought about Eddie just once. She used to think about him all the time. Even wait by the window to get a glimpse of him jogging by...
Thinking back, she realized that liking him was the stupidest thing she could ever do. She'd never forget when she tripped and spilled al her lunch food on him. He was ticked...
She shuddered at the thought as she took another bite of her quesadilla.

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