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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{1.3}
"Agitation"
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"Scott, I don't care if you are in the middle of making out with your girlfriend, answer your phone, now."
"Hey, it's me again... look, we found something and I don't know what to do, okay? So if you could turn you phone on, that would be great! Or else, I'll kill you!"
Ollie rolled his eyes, flopping back on Stiles's bed and groaning as his friend continued his very heated one sided conversation with Scott's answering machine.
"Do you understand me? I will kill you. And I'm too upset to think of a witty description as to how exactly I am going to kill you, but I'm just gonna do it, okay? I'm gonna- ugh!" Stiles threw his phone onto the bed, barely avoiding hitting Oliver in the face.
He sat up, "you know, I could think of a few ways to kill Scott. Katrin probably has a list."
"Please tell me I am going to hear good news at this parent teacher thing," the voice of Stiles's father interrupted the boy's murder-planning session, and they looked over at the door, Oliver trying for an innocent look as Stiles pursed his lips.
"Depends on how you define 'good news.'"
"I define it as you getting straight A's with no behavioral issues."
Stiles shot Oliver a nervous look, as the curly haired boy smirked to himself. "You might want to rethink that definition."
"Enough said." The man turned to Oliver. "Should I expect to see Nicole at the school?"
"Sir, Nicole would go even if both Katrin and I were getting perfect grades," he said, and Stiles gave him an annoyed look. Ollie gave him a discreet shrug in return, because nobody said that he did get perfect grades.
"Good to know, I'll see you boys later."
Ollie waited until he was out of the room, before turning to Stiles, his eyes wide and frantic. The boy rolled his eyes, knowing Oliver well enough to understand what was happening. "You were supposed to be at the meetings?"
"Katrin told me right before we came here!"
Stiles mumbled under his breath, glaring at his friend. "You're seriously gonna leave me alone with this?"
