𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 | ❝ run like the wind, and see how long it takes for your problems to catch up with you.❞
oliver sanchez is a fan of running away from his problems, but when his problems start chasing him, things become complicated. 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓...
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"Anger Issues"
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Ollie didn't know what to expect regarding Scott's newfound athletic abilities,but his friend had plenty of stories to tell the next day in school.
"I have a date! A date with Allison! I have a date with Allison!"
"I don't care. Tell me about the swimming pool again."
Scott rolled his eyes at Oliver's lack of appreciation for his accomplishment, blowing a piece of hair from his face as his friend inspected the baseball bat gripped tightly in his hands. "I already told you twice, I went to bed and woke up in the middle of the woods, and then I am pretty sure I saw the wolf that bit me yesterday, and then I fell into a pool!"
Oliver's face scrunched up in confusion at how much that didn't make sense. "Did you get kidnapped or something? Was Stiles anywhere near your house when you went to sleep yesterday, because I have a theory that-"
"He was nowhere near my house," Scott cut in, "and that's not even the craziest part-"
"Of course it's not."
Oliver leaned forward slightly when Scott lifted up his shirt, revealing... well, nothing.
At first, the great reveal was very underwhelming, and Oliver was preparing to hit Scott for scaring him, until he realized that yesterday, a blood-soaked bandage covered the now smooth skin. "Wow, dude, what brand of concealer do you use?"
"I didn't put makeup on it!" Scott exclaimed, his voice a little bit too loud, and causing a group of freshman to give the two a weird look as they passed. Oliver awkwardly waved, trailing behind Scott as they made their way to the dressing room, Ollie playing with the baseball bat in his hand. He lowered his voice when they entered the room, "It just... disappeared overnight."
"Like my grade point average in chemistry?"
Scott rolled his eyes so intensely that Ollie thought he would die. "Sure. But it still doesn't make sense! I was gonna ask Kat about it, since she's gonna be a doctor and all, but-"
"Why don't you just ask your mother? A.K.A, the real doctor."
"Because I don't want to freak her out! I don't know what the hell is going on! Do I have an infection? Was I drugged? Did I die and is this all some sort of weird version of hell-"
