if you think I'm discontinuing my past fanfic, no. I just want to make something else, I'm still thinking if this will be a oneshot or just a story, anyways, Oliver Fog needs more attention he is AMAZING
I wanted to put some British words here but I got lazy LMAO
I'm trying my best to reference these stuff from his dialogues/bonds
reader is obviously the same age as him
and other forms of randomness, like "nature safety agency" isn't even canon, BUT BARE WITH ME,
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another day as one of the nature safety commissioner agency. You eyed on the paper works tiredly with a mix of force, keeping your eyes open.
Being part of the commission was never easy. Especially when you're still working at such a young age.
People pass by praising you, but you never really cared about the praise. You weren't much of a lucky child either. Being homeschooled and forced to do adult things.
What WOULD being a normal child and living as a normal child feel to you?
would you be more knowledgeable? would you be even more special?
The same questions goes around your head like a merry-go-round. But you didn't bother to give another thought or answer.
Your excuse from keeping these "what would" or "what if" thoughts away was saying "I'm happy living just the way it is"
But, were you even ever truly happy?
the smell of the ink in your quill fades as you put your quill pen down, placing it inside a case. Finishing what you were writing. Checking up on the time, seeing it was merely 5:00, nearly night.
you sigh a bit happily, Because it was your break time. You thought about Going to that cafe you really liked. It had a ton of delicious delicacies, coffee's, tea's, and much more.
as you exited the building, you've smelled the rain, as it pours down not too heavily, but not too lightly.
you gave out another sigh, you thought about these moments, thinking you should make a run towards the cafe.
you took a small step from the buildings stairs going down, put you've noticed that you didn't feel the rain coming down on your clothes.
You eyed upwards seeing a familiar umbrella, and to your right you see a familiar young man, about your age.
"you're here. Just as I expected." he says in a hushed accent voice and he closes his pocket watch.
"you really have nothing better to do but look through my schedule huh?" you said to him.
"i take care and moderate the fog. Besides, I'm finished with work" he replies back, defending himself.
