#lisette.004

LOCATION: LISETTE’S HOUSE.​

‘‘You know, I thought about it and I just wanted to come and apologise--- for leaving so abruptly the other day...’’ He was practicing to himself, as he muttered it under his breath. Now stood at the door with hands delved deep into his pockets. He whispered a few cuss words under his breath as he reached up to press the bell. 

This felt awkward too just turn up, but he’d been on an evening walk. 

As he wandered, hot drink in hand and cuddled further into his jacket, Olivier wondered why he’d decided to come here alone, maybe it was the fact that Etienne was in such a bad way, that he felt wrong to go with anyone else, or the fact that he knew he’d at least bump into people that he knew. But when his eyes zoned in on a certain blonde, he couldn’t help that flutter that seemed to errupted in his chest, only for it to die just as quickly.

A man with his hand upon her waist, and he couldn’t help it as he stared, it was that look, the one that he’d often try to keep at bay --- a pure look of jealousy. Olivier gulps thickly, wondering if his feet could move him in her direction, or if they’d stay planted in the spot he occupied. Oh god, no, he thought; was this the guy? The one he had to compete with? A sigh fell from his lips.

Man up, he grunted internally as he finally carried himself in her direction.

‘‘Happy Halloween, Lisette.’‘ He half smiled.