Similar. Slade x OC

Chapter six

When I got back to the plane it was close to dark. I walked into the plane and headed straight for Oliver. "Where is that camera?" I asked quietly enough to only be heard by him. "In a crate. Why?" He asked. I pulled the crown halfway from my bag but kept it hidden. "Andrea you are not going to take selfies. This isn't vacation." He said quietly, slightly annoyed. "I know that dumb ass. It's for Slade. It's gonna be great." His eyes widened. "Did he agree to that." Oliver asked skeptically. "No. I figured I would just tell him to hold still then take the picture. Now, which crate is the camera in?" I asked. He pointed at one of the crates behind him and I walked over to it, opening it. I pulled out the camera and casually strolling towards Slade. He looked up at me from the burning fire he was using to cook. "Just hold still." I huffed and opened my bag pulling the flower crown out. His eyes widened as if I had just pulled out a bomb. I placed it on his head and straightened it properly. I picked up the camera and took the picture. It was perfect. He had that same permanent scowl on his face but the flowers on his head countered it. He look slightly happy but it was hard to tell. The mad was unreadable and confusing as hell. "Please tell me we aren't having possum for  dinner. Thats just nasty." I said and scrunched up my face in disgust. "Don't worry, it's a squirrel." Oliver assured me. Slade handed me my portion and I tentatively took a bite of it. It wasn't that bad. "Taste like chicken?" Oliver asked me finally looking up from his food. "No, Oliver its a squirrel, it tastes like a squirrel." I said faking annoyance. I finished my squirrel and climbed up into my hammock. We had decided that since tomorrow night there was a supply plane dropping supplies off for Fires, that we would try to hitch a ride home which meant that I needed my beauty sleep. So I said good night to Slade and Oliver then fell asleep.