wyatt olsen

"i hope it's just that. can't have my place being trashed" wyatt replies. he’d been in trouble before with his other housemates about the place being trashed, he didn’t want to get in trouble again. “alright” he says with a sigh as they walk towards to the makeshift bar in his kitchen. “what can i get you?” he asks.

another night, another house party at his place. wyatt enjoyed throwing parties at his place, he liked to annoy the neighbours with the loud music. he walks around his apartment, checking up on people. he finds a group of people in his living room, something was happening and it didn’t sound so good. “you guys alright in here?” he calls to the group.

wyatt grumbles and goes to wipe his face with the help of the other young man. he shakes his head, “nope! my friends can be assholes sometimes. yeah -- please”.

wyatt nods his head at her comments, "yeah i do! i grew up in norway see. i mean you could say that..." another laugh leaves his lips. “and you do a good job at it, better than me anyway” he tells the girl, although he’d been living in the USA for a few years he still struggled sometimes. “you sure? it is your birthday after all. you’re putting too much trust in me!” he tells the female. “of course i will, don’t you worry”. 

"whatever” he shakes his head with a chuckle. he kisses her back, if he was honest he really did love kissing her. he wishsed that he could it more often, if only he wasn’t so nervous about his feelings for the girl. “that’s much better babe, you should shower me in compliments more often. just for you” he replies. he tugs her towards the bed.

he laughs with her, trying to hide his nerves. "i'll get used to it. you're not going anywhere" he teases the girl. wyatt shakes his head when she speaks, “who says i’m nervous? thank you though” he replies. he gets up from the window, allowing the girl to pull him close. he kisses her back and his hands run through her hair. 

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it was a saturday and of course, wyatt’s house was full of people, drinking and laughing. he often had house parties at his place since he was quite the popular lad. with a drink in hand he makes way over to ryan, giving her a smile. “can i top up your drink miss?” he asks.

wyatt's at home, he'd had a long day with classes and needed to chill out at home. he'd showered and walked into his living room, shirtless. he was greeted with someone, it wasn't his housemate. "hey. you waiting for lorenzo? be warned --- he takes forever to get ready” a laugh leaves wyatt’s lips. 

wyatt is in the boy's changing room, he's getting changed after a few hours at the gym. he was the only one in the changing room, so he was just walking around in a towel. he hears the door go and quickly scrambles to his locker to pick up his stuff and to start getting changed. 

wyatt wanders around the girl's room, picking stuff up and putting it down. he shouldn’t be doing that, he was just being curious. he looks over at the girl, “ya’ gonna tell me why i’m here? or do i have to guess?” he asks. 

“dude, you’re coming to the guys night tonight right?” he asks the other male who he was standing with. on the reg, himself and his housemate would have guys nights - it was mostly video games, beer and talking about girls but it was fun all the same. “it’s at my place and you’ve gotta bring your own drink..”

wyatt was out with a few friends and he'd got chatting to this girl, she was alright at first but then she started getting worse. she started talking about her animals and all the snakes she had, wyatt wasn't a fan of snakes. he’d tried to get away but he couldn’t, she really wanted to talk to him. he pulls a face at his friend across the room, "help me!" he mouths.