Oliver Lucas Hoffmann

She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not running away from things." Which was a lie. She was running away from everything in New York, but she hoped that soon she'd be able to get back there. "I just knew I was too big for this small town." Cheyenne commented with a smirk. "Okay. I'll say you're an asshole for other reasons then." She slightly teased him then another roll of the eyes came his way. "I meant sneaking boys into the house, idiot. And for your information, you would've had time if you would've gotten up earlier." She thought for a moment and shook her head. "I don't recall. And probably not. I'm not a pet person." @olliehoffmann

Giving his sister a look, he shook his head to let her know he could see through her bullshit. Just like he knew she could see through his. "Bull," he finally said with a small dip of his chin, "nah I don't buy it. That you're just too big for this small town. Nah there's something else going on." He didn't know what but he just could sense that that wasn't the honest answer. "Okay whatever I'm an asshole," he put his hands to his chest before laughing, "no shit. I'm pretty sure we all knew you snuck them in. I just wasn't a snitch. Plus why do you think I didn't get up early? I was able to sneak girls in just like you snuck in guys." He said as a matter of fsctly before giving her the tiniest hint of a smirk. It was the his turn to roll his eyes, doing so before leaning on the counter. "I wonder why...Had a bad experience with one? You know they have a sixth sense and could definitely tell who is a bitch and who isn't." @cheyennehoffmann

"One of the hardest things about eating here is that so many things look so good and you want to try them so bad but you can't," he replied with a smile on his face before a chuckle escaped from his lips as he looked at the other. He listened to them and thought for a moment. "Nachos for me will always win over mozzarella sticks unless the mozzarella sticks are from this family run restaurant," he added laughing a bit.

"Tell me about it, I don't have the stomach or the budget for that," he said with a wide grin and patted his torso. He liked to eat but he knew his limits. Weighing the options, he agreed, "honestly nachos are so much more versatile too. Like the options are kind of endless. Though mozzarella sticks are the bomb." He paused and let out a playful grumble at the amount of options available.

closed event starter for: @olliehoffmann

Leaning back in his seat, Ollie listened to the woman before him, his facial expression a combination of horror and curiosity. He had never given it much thought regarding eating animals, opting to focus upon other more pressing things. But this conversation and her enthusiasm piqued his interest. "I have not," he shook his head, this time leaning forward and resting his forearms on the table, "shit, I never even thought of that. But yeah I guess you're right." Was he actually thinking about being a vegetarian? He didn't know but he wasn't about to just blow off some woman at a speed dating event because he liked to eat meat. He pondered for a moment, "I'm really big into music. Like playing it and listening to it. And I really enjoy working out, and also helping people. What about you? Other than advocating for animals and such?" @harlowhanlon

Shifting his weight from one foot to the next, he looked at Chantel as she seemed to pause. "Shrimp scampi?" He asked with a hint of a smile, "probably just cook it in the pan then. Like with the garlic and such. I don't think breaded shrimp will be so good in a scampi." He looked at the shrimp before the before looking at Chantel, "I say go with sautéed, less work and less clean up. I'm sure if you get enough shrimp and pasta everyone will happy. Plus it's less to think about." He lifted his shoulders and leaned on the cart a bit, "plus you don't have to worry about reheating any leftovers if it's not breaded. Can't really reheat shrimp anyway right?" @chanteledavis

✦ open starter for anyone - capping at 1 (0/1) ✦ based on: 🍤| where chantel is trying to pick out the best shrimp at the store.

Ollie's weekly grocery store run usually included buying fresh produce and dinner for the week. He'd usually bring lunch to work, some ort if salad or a variation of leftovers from the night before. There wasn't a food he disliked and thankfully he didn't have any food allergies, both of which allowed him to eat whatever he could. Sometimes he'd splurge on lobster or crab, especially if he was getting together with his parents or his brother and his family. But for now he was just perusing the seafood, "Hmm I mean nothing like some seafood on a summer night." He turned to Chantel and flashed her a grin, "I mean like plain shrimp can always be made in so many different ways. I guess it depends, do you wanna bread and fry them? Or just saute them or just boil them and serve them cold?" @chanteledavis

"Mmm, well, I'll relish when I see it." She smirked at him. A ding on her phone made her look at it and it was the realtor she had been talking with. Despite not wanting to be there or sure if she wanted to stay, she had been looking at buying a home. It was better than renting and when she left, she could just sell it or rent it out. Maybe turn it into an Airbnb for extra money. Looking at her brother, she put her phone away and shook her head. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm good." She told him before scrunching up her face. "Ew. this isn't high school." Cheyenne rolled her eyes. "God, you're full of yourself." Creasing her eyebrows, she looked at him. "Pearl?" @olliehoffmann

He leaned forward on the balls of his feet, "you gotta actually stick around for that. Ya know instead of running off and away from things." He knew she had left town but didn't know too much of the minute details of why, nor why she had come back. At the ding of her phone, his eyes went to it and then back to his sister, his eyebrow arching ever so slightly with curiosity. "Whatever, just don't say I was an asshole and didn't offer any help," he shrugged before throwing the apple he finished into the trash can and then wiped his hands on the paper towel. "High school? Oh dear sister," He shook his head and took in a breath, "who had time for breakfast in high school? Well other than theatre nerds I guess." He smirked before shaking his head, "nah. Just incredibly confident in myself and my abilities," though he couldn't help but egg himself on and tease things with her. "Yes, Pearl, my dog. A German Shorthaired Pointer, the specks on her coat look like little pearls. But I guess you wouldn't like her would you." @cheyennehoffmann

Ollie shifted in his seat, bringing down his niece to sit on his knee facing away from himself (and towards her father). He nodded his head and looked at his brother, "I get it," almost slipping into social worker mode rather than little brother mode, "I mean you're at least conscious of it." He offered up a reassuring smile, or at least he hoped it was, trying to encourage his brother though he knew he was a good father. "I know, and honestly I don't know if kids are in the cards for me," he shrugged and looked at his nice and then back at Ethan. "But I can at least try to understand, and offer up and help I can," he bounced his knee which then filled the room with laughter from Anna. "From my perspective and I don't mean as your brother, but someone who has seen the worst of the worst parents, you and Mack are truly doing a good job with the kids. Unfortunately every parent fucks up, but you're at least trying to do right by them." @ethanxhoffmann

She made a face at him. "Generous? Sure." Cheyenne rolled her eyes. She found she was able to be more like herself around her siblings, even if she still acted here and there. She was just more free on how she really felt about things. She made a face as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and shook her head. "Yes. You think I want to be here long term? No thank you." She sighed then smirked as she got to disgust him a little. "Just the truth." She put her hands up before quickly moving them down. "Lady kind? Do the 'lady kind' know that you refer to them as that? And do you really get any of them to go home with you?" @olliehoffmann

He put his hands up, "very generous. But hey you haven't been around to relish in that generosity." If there was one person who would and could call him out on his bullshit, and he wouldn't immediately take offense to it, it was Cheyenne. He wouldn't take offense because he'd call her out right back. He looked around for a napkin or towel, grabbing one from the table and wiping his hand on it and then his mouth, nodding as he did. "Exactly, if you're not here long term then I wouldn't have a roommate for a while. I'd get a bigger and better place and then you wouldn't be around, it's a win-win. Plus you'd have a place to crash," he leaned on the counter, absentmindedly leaning forward. "Could always invite those men over to mommy and daddy's house ya know," he quipped before laughing, "no they don't. I usually do not refer to them as such. Usually there's not a lot of talking being done. Yes actually I do, and they usually have an amazing time and get some wonderful breakfast akfast out of it. And some cuddles from Pearl." @cheyennehoffmann