Imperfect (arrow based)

Late Date

Oliver started to take things out of the fridge and several cabinets. He turned on a stove. I never understood why we go out so much if he can cook. I can cook some things. I cooked a lot for my brother and I. Although it was never anything big. They, being people, talk about how you learn something new everyday. I agree and disagree. I think that you learn something new about a person everyday. It could be as simple as you learn their shoe size, favorite movie, or what shows they watch, and etc. So I agree that you learn something new everyday. I feel like it's about a person not subject of science, math, english, and other topics. I like to think deeper about things. I tend to over think and dream. Nothing I can help. People tend to think about reality to much. I would rather dream about a fantasy life than think about all the bills I have to pay. I mean being planned and prepared isn't a bad thing, I just don't do it. Oliver doesn't do it, well I don't quite know what he thinks or how he lives. Still something I will learn with time. I know he saves people, I know he cares, and I know that he still doesn't trust me with things. I mean why should he. I lied to him about Barry and he doesn't know that but I know it will come out in a way that it shouldn't.

"Earth to Lexi." Oliver says putting his hand infront of my face.

"Sorry what?" I say.

"You zoned out while I was talking. Did I bore you?" He asks.

"Oh no. I was just thinking of things that are never gonna happen. So what are you making?" I ask as I hop down and start looking.

"Italian." Oliver says stirring the pasta.

"How did you know?" I ask with a big smile.

"Everyone loves Italian." Oliver says.

"Can I help?" I ask him. I have a feeling he is gonna say no.

"Know how to make garlic bread?" Oliver asks.

"Actually I do. It was my brothers favorite thing." I say as I walk to the fridge and pull out the bread and butter.

"Seasoning?" I ask. I see Oliver point to the cabinet. I open it and look at all of them.

"Do you have every seasoning in the world? For real though you have like 10 to many." What I said made Oliver laugh.

"Always buy in bulk." Oliver says with pride.

"Ahh there we go." I say as I find garlic powder and some other species. I put a couple pieces of bread into the toaster. I see Oliver drain the water from the noodles and stir the sauce. I put the butter in the microwave for a few seconds to make it softer. I then take out the toast and butter the toast then put on the seasonings.

After a half hour of cooking we are done. Oliver got plates, napkins, and silverware set. Oliver grabs two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.

"Getting fancy are we?" I say laughing.

"Why not." oliver says as he pops off the cork off the wine bottle. He pours the wine and gives me my cup. We start eating and we talk about random things. Oliver liked my garlic bread and he was impressed. I liked this. It wasn't planned but I think those are the best. People only think about the planned dates. The flowers, reservations, fancy clothes, and expensive. But these are cheap, fun, and unexpected. That's what makes them great. We finish eating and Oliver clears the table. I walk to the sink and help Oliver wash the dishes. We are almost done and I feel water on my face. Oliver has a smile of pride on his face. I stick my hand in the water, I take it out, I move my hand in a motion that makes the water come off and onto Oliver's face. Then it turned into a water fight.

"Nooo stop!!!!" I say as I run out of the kitchen and into his room. Oliver chased after me and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

"We arent done yet." Oliver says as he puts me down and kisses me.