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Send me a ♮ for my muse’s reaction to yours coming up from behind and wrapping their arms around mine’s waist.
Oliver was hanging out by the empty fire pit, playing his guitar and humming aloud. He’d been looking for some peace and quiet to just be for a little while, and he'd found it. Smiling as he played, he walked around the fire pit and sang about happy times and love and all that sappy stuff before stopping to take a little break. As he stood there, looking at the woods around him, he felt someone's arms wrap around him and he jumped a bit. turning to see who it was, Ollie saw red hair, but he could tell it wasn't Robin and whoever it was, was too big to be Jenny. "Hey Mary Ann, how's it going?"















