This story is about a 21 year old boy named Oliver who lives in London, with a dream to leave. Then an incident with a tall fluffy haired guy changes his plans. Side note: the chapters are most likely just being written off the top of my head at 4 am after listening to "your city gave me asthma" by Wilbur Soot. so, enjoy whatever this is. Also, please know that i am just using the names Will and Oliver. It is not directed toward any specific person. Im sorry, I live in america but i wanted it to be in london so if I get anything wrong i am so sorry. Also please, please, pleaseee tell me how i am doing. This is my first story thingy-ma-bob. Im trying my best.