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  HE NODS AT the guy, handing him over the joint. he figured that whoever was out here like him needed a break from the ball so he didn’t mind sharing the drugs he had brought. “nah I don’t mind man go for it”, he pressures with a shrug of his shoulders, “you hiding from the ball for a minute too? I feel like I can’t get air in there.” 

Oliver took the joint, letting the wind blow on it for a moment to light the spsark up more before taking a puff. he held it in as he listened to the other’s question, nodding at it before blowing out the smoke.  “Yeah, it felt so stuffy in there. Plus they picked the most competative reward for us at a spy school...”

“That’s a good suggestion, I think that people would be willing to help me out, I mean it doesn’t make sense unless someone is truly obsessed with wanting to be number one in their class.” Owen shrugged because he knew that there were most likely people who felt that way. “I’ll have to do just that, just to reduce my anxiety a little bit. Have you ever been there before?” 

“And since there can only be one number one, a good portion of people will know that and instead be happy to just do well.” He said with a smile, knowing he was one of those people who were incredibly gifted, but didn’t care about competition.”I have. I’ve lived there, actually, i worked there for a year and a bit. It’s so wonderful, you don’t really have to worry at all. I’ll even show you around.”

“Oh stop it you” he said and rolled his eyes, smiling a little at the pat on his cheek. Hanging out with the other wasn’t something he got the chance of doing all that often which was a shame. He did like to be around Oliver, he brought so much joy into his everyday life. “Lunch sounds good to me. I never say no to a good meal” the Australian winked and then placed a hand on his smaller back. “Lead the way, gorgeous”

“And any meal with you is a good one.” He mused softly to the other as he gazed up at him. He felt a shiver go up his spine when the other put a hand on his back, just reminding him of their size difference by how large the other’s hands felt. The nicknames coupled with the touches couldn’t help but make Oliver blush bright red. “Right, to the dinning room.” He said with a smile, electing to start their walk before letting his hand slip behind him to grasp the other’s to pull him along. Once at their destination, Oliver grinned up at him. “What would you like?”

“i haven’t met many,” she counters, brow furrowed. but then again, she’s been brought up in a world tinged with death. that was her job. “it’s good to be prepared anyways. just because you think you might not be important does not mean you aren’t.” come on, louis was stabbed, and he was one of those computer nerds. she shrugs. “i don’t really care,” she admits. “this is just like… another day on the job. i’ve seen worse happen, so.”

“Well, we tend to receive the same energy that we put out. if you are skeptical about people, people may be skeptical back.” He said with a shrug. He thought about what she said, the idea of being important and simple brushed it off, he wouldn’t concern himself with the thought unless it was a present possibility. “Huh, well, just because you’ve seen worse doesn’t mean you should have to again before you are ready. But it’s good to know you are alright.”

“i think it’s just a fluke,” she says, with a shrug. “but it also means that even those you trust cannot be trusted.” and that’s something implanted in her from a young age. istvan hammering in the fact that nobody can be trusted. nobody except delilah, and even then, her handler has tried to push them apart. “i don’t know if that means you’re safe or not,” she says, simply. but, really, is anyone safe? “but i don’t think you have much to worry about.”

“I don’t know about that, there are normal and good hearted people in the world I think.” He said, rubbing his hands in thought at having to be that paranoid about everyone. He liked to think that friends made the world better. “I think I’m not very important in anyone’s plans anyways. I’m much more of a defensive watching person than someone who is going to be active in all this stuff. I came to train for that, not go back into it just yet.” He said. “Are you feeling okay about it?”

“Okay sounds good to me. I will just have to check up on you more frequently” he said, letting out a chuckle. The words Oliver was saying, it made his heart both skip a beat and melt all at the same time. The other had this magic ability of making Clement feel human. He wondered if he made the other feel the same. “Hm well that sounds like a plan to me” he kissed his forehead. “So what would you like to do first?” tilting his head to the side as he waited for his answer, he let himself just take in the beauty that was before him. The beauty that was Oliver.

“Oh do, I love seeing your face, it rally brightens my day, clementine.” he mused to the other, bringing up a hand to pat his cheek gently as he did. He just loved being able to do that. He was just so at ease with the other in a way that made his heart move and soar like waves in the ocean tumbling with positive swells of energy. “Do first....I’m not sure...lunch?” He asked. It may have been mundane, but they never got to do mundane, it was simple and he wanted to enjoy the little things with the other.

       " OH, GOOD.  so making a poster will be easy, then. “   bash offers oliver a genuine smile at his words.   “ don’t mention it.  what are friends for, right ? “   if not for finding each other’s missing socks.   “ let me know if you need help making the posters or anything. “ 

“Exactly, and you are a great friend at that.” He said with a smile. “Well, if you want to spend a little time doing arts and crafts rather than fending off bad guys, i’d be happy for the company.”

“Easiest way to make me smile is flowers. Not really recieving, but more going to look at them in nature. It’s just amazing how beautiful and different they all are, but they all still need the same things.”

“Well, you’re right on that. But school year is almost over. Berlin is coming. And then… hopefully we’ll be starting new in September,” she grinned. It wasn’t easy to stay positive, but she didn’t have many other choices at this point. Dropping out of Gallagher would be no choice, and getting some sort of good enough job offer sounded impossible. “You’re going to Berlin, right?” Her eyes lit up at the possibility. “Oh– I… no. Just made some bad decisions. What’s new?”

“New year, new school energy perhaps? WHo knows, maybe a new class will bring in new energy.” He said with a smile, always one to look on the brighter side of things, otherwise his anxiety would just bring it all down. “Of course I am” He said with a smile, giving her arm a small squeeze. “Berlin is like another home for me. It was my home base for a while when I was working. I’m so excited to go back and with friends this time, too.” He said before clicking his tongue. “No, that can’t be all. I mean, how bad could they really be?”

a smile appears on her face. “i like carving things,” she says, as if this isn’t evident by what she’s currently doing. “i can live without the danger.” in fact, she’s almost becoming accustomed to how mundane things can become. even with all the ridiculousness going on. “how are you feeling?” she asks, as they start off in the direction. “are you a legacy?”

Starting their mission, he smiled, excited to have a little adventure with his friends for once. He looked over to her when she asked the questions. “I’m doing alright, I mean, it’s all a bit odd that these things are happening at a school that should be the most secure place this side of the atlantic, but...it’s really alright for me thus far.” He said before scrunching his nose at the follow up. “Legacy?...kind of? I mean, various family members have turned to the spy game back in the day, but no one has come out of gallagher for a few generations.”

         BASH CAN’T IMAGINE WANTING SOCKS BACK THAT BADLY — but then again, the corgis sound cute.   “ yeah, that’s a good idea, “   he nods slightly.   “ do you have a picture of them ? “ 

“I do! I do, my mum bought them for me so I had to send her a thank you picture, think I still might have it on my computer.” He said with a light hum. “You know, you are really nice to help me think of all of this, bash.”

“As long as you are safe and sound, happy and content then I am happy” he told him and then leaned back, gently turning the other around. “Ah much better” he chuckled as he got a better look on his face. Just looking at the other silently for a couple of seconds, Clem cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. “Ehm so do you have any plans for today?” he wasn’t really the best at these kind of things. Actually feeling human emotions for another human being, that wasn’t something that normally happened. But here he was. 

“Well, I haven’t gotten hurt for a few days, and I had some granola this morning, so I’d say pretty safe and happy.” He said with a smile before flipping around with ease, giggling lightly at the other’s playful comment about it being better. He was happy to just gaze at the other and block out the world, but soon he was being asked another question. “Yes, I do.” He said with a curt nod. “Doing something with you.” He said, breaking into a soft smile, happy to be able to tease the other lightly.

“But…?” She asked, totally meaning to pry. What were friends for, anyway? “Oh– me? I… I’m doing fine,” she said with a little smile, her arms going around herself for a moment there. The wind had officially changed, summer could be smelled in the air, but to her defense, it wasn’t quite there yet. “I’ve done some stupid things. Some very stupid things, but you know, what’s new? I guess it’s the Blythe genes.”