Outside, Olive Steele handed the car key to Alan Hoyle, “Drive safe.”
Alan gave her a hug, “Your parents started to accept me. In my opinion, we can get registered tomorrow, what do you say?”
“There’s no hurry for that.” Olive leaned her head against his chest.
“Well, at least I am.” Alan gently caressing her hair, “So that I can stay for the night at your house.”
“Knock it off, you.” Olive twisted his skin in the arm slightly.
“What? I meant sleeping on the couch.” He looked at her blushing face and smiled.
“Asshole.” She punched him in the chest.
“Well, on the couch with you.” Alan took her hand and kissed it, “For real, honey, let’s do it tomorrow, or I don’t feel reassuring even hugging you to sleep at night. Please?”
Olive looked at him, smiling, “But I really can’t. There’s an important meeting tomorrow.”
“The day after tomorrow, then. Okay, deal.”
“Oh, just go, you.”
Watching his car moving away, Olive turned around and found Chloe Malan coming over in a hurry.
“Isn’t it too early for a club right now?”
“There’s a show I need to catch up.”
“Well, don’t stay long after it’s done.”
“Got it, you sweet, happy, little sister of mine.” Chloe rubbed her head before striding toward the bus station.
“Olive?” She stopped and turned around all of a sudden.
“Yeah?” Olive turned to her as well.
“Nothing, I’m just testing if you are still in your fantasy, hahaha...”
“Oh, come here.” Olive laughed, too and charged to her.
“Ciao!” Chloe jammed herself into the bus stopped at the roadside at once and waved at her.
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