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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"Definitely Illegal"
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"That's awesome! I mean... that's terrible, who's blood?"
When you hear a sentence like that, you know it is most likely that something very weird is about to happen. For Oliver, it just meant that he was about to either be arrested, or scarred for life... or both.
"Let me just clear something up here." He waved his hands in front of his body, "you want us to break into a hospital so you can smell a dead body?"
Scott winced, "basically, yeah."
"You know that your mom works there, right?"
"Yeah."
"And Nicole is going to be in the psych ward because she also works there."
"Yes."
"Okay, then."
"I know this is crazy, but I need to go make sure that Derek really does have the other half of the body buried in his yard!" Scott exclaimed, practically vibrating from all of the nervous energy piling up in his body. Stiles seemed excited for the expedition, while Oliver was basically just extremely tired and done with life.
So he figured, "what the hell? Let's go find the fricking body!"
And that is what they did. As if they were trying to be the most sketchy they possibly could, they all piled into Stiles's jeep, Ollie deciding to allow him the pleasure of driving, because he is a nice person, and took the back sleep, closing his eyes although he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep.
Stiles kept giving him worried glanced through the rear-view mirror. "Are you okay back there, Ollie?"
"I'm basically dead."
"Wow, fun."
The three settled back into silence, the drive suspiciously bumpy, although the road was smooth and unblemished. That's Stiles for you, finds a way to make the drive as uncomfortable as possible.
They were already looking pretty sketchy, but their image didn't any better when Oliver fell right out of the jeep, almost tackling Stiles with him, and earning a lot of loud cursing from the group of boys. Ollie finally came to his senses, his mind hazy from lack of sleep, and held up his hands. "I'm good."
