{night}
{Hey, so I want to make a relationships page for Olivia tonight. Message me or reply to this or something if you want to be on it.}
{this week, I’ll work on getting on this account more often, and drawing some reaction images for Olivia to use in roleplays, asks, etc…}
Name: Olivia Ursel Gorlovich
Age: 23
Height: 5’6”
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: caramel brown
Sexual Orientation: bisexual, no gender preference
Species: human
Nationality: Ukrainian
Positive Weaknesses: touchy memories, triggered sadness or grief
Allergies: bee stings and penicillin
Fears: feeling alone, feeling trapped, and bus / insects in general (including spiders/other arachnids)
How sickly they are: can get sick easily due to the disadvantage of a weak immune system, however can usually get ample medical treatment from her employer’s doctor.
How often do they hurt themselves: Occasionally, if in a fight with someone.
Relationship Status: single
(actually I should just revamp all of my RP blogs)
(oh boy I think I should go to sleep :/)
He pushed the door open and eased the both of them onto his bed, sitting at first. He took her hand in his and dove in for another kiss. “I do hope I’m not being too forward,” he said as his other hand rested on her knee.
She gave a heated exhale, breaking away to slightly mutter, “No, I was needing the same thing,” she breathed, legs falling limply down to the sheets.
“Come with me, there’s something you and I must discuss, in my quarters.” Before taking her by the hand and leading her to his room, he kissed her with more than a little bit of forcefulness.
She let out a quick breath, hiding a bit of a grin at her elated excitement, “Alright,” she replied, following him with her own arms hugged around his upper arm.
As she stepped in, Marvin quickly took her into his arms and embraced her tightly. He looked her in the eyes. “Hello to you too, love.” The look on his face said a great deal, and not a lot of it was appropriate. “I’ve missed you.”
She, too, was feeling quite a bit restless, hugging him back with a warm smile, “I’ve missed you more,” she snickered.
A message lit up on Olivia’s cell phone.
[Text message from Marvin]
Olivia, I need you very badly. You know where to find my home. Get there now.
She doesn’t question it, however she was perhaps an hour away at the time. She still answered his summons and arrived at his door roughly an hour (give or take a few minutes) after receiving his message, “Hello?” she asked, taking a step inside.