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When Oliver received the call of distress, nothing else could possibly pull him from giving Taehyung the attention he deserved. Springing up from an evening rest, the ex-convict began to get dressed as he heard the panicked cried through the reciever.

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“Well at least that’s a plan you have,” he said with a shrug, taking the keys. He wasn’t entirely sure what was going to go down tonight, but he didn’t want to make assumptions as to whether it was going to be good or bad. At least not yet.

“Don’t preemptively apologize to me, those types of things really never end well,” and it was true. At least in his case, from what he’d experience, preemptive apologies never meant anything good. Something less than favorable would usually come next. “Breaking into your own car in the parking lot of a bar… tasteful,” he said, raising his eyebrows and nodding a bit, sarcasm all too obvious for the dancer.

Taking firm grip of Kai’s hand, Oliver shuffled through the crowd of bustling people, some lingering by the bar to pick up a date for the night, some buying drinks, some moving away from the bar with their drinks. However he was stopped when he felt someone deliberately shove him into other people; he then froze on the spot once he found his footing.

Gently releasing Kai’s hand, he too in a deep breath and exhaled slowly before glancing to the male that gave him a daring glare. 

“Whattaya lookin’ at?” The stranger blurted out as he had been clearly inebriated. The Lawyer merely gave a soft smile and made a brief attempt to diffuse the situation by apologising, and making way for the bar to finally order the drinks from the bartender.

“Damn dude, you’re killin’ me here.” He laughs a little, head giving a shake. “I’ll just order pizza then” He hums, moving to pick his shirt up off the floor so he can tug it over his head and brush it down. Shaking out his hair, he sighs, and then picks his phone up off the floor, opening up the dominos app.

“You seem like a tater-tots kinda guy, honestly. Most definitely frozen, because you don’t seem like a cook at all.” He laughs a bit, shoulders shrugging. “What do you want from dominos? I’m paying so don’t worry.”

Grumbling  a little, the Lawyer rolled onto his stomach before finally moving to sit up, baring himself as half naked with a mere pair of sweatpants on, perhaps hanging too low on his hips. 

“Come on... I can’t be that lazy.. I just work a lot and I have no room mate or partner to come home to with dinner ready made for me. Frozen meals, Takeout and almost anything deep fried is the way to go. Or pre-bought salad... eugh.” Oliver shrugged before perking up at the thought of pizza.