A New Perspective

<div align=center>Now to decide on the target location. Oliver looked past his glasses to scan the area around him, and a lightbulb moment occurred when he noticed the candy shop. He looked up to Bill, whom he knew was probably thinking the same thing. ”I guess that's a good place to look.” He commented to himself as he allowed the couple to lead ahead of him towards the shop. He trailed daintily behind them, noting Bill's suggestive smile towards him, which finally settled that everyone seemed to be on good terms. He smiled teensily back, before skipping a bit ahead to hold the door open for the two once they arrived. With the turn of the corner and a few feet forward the store was in sight. He did as he assigned himself and allowed the couple to make their way first. After all, the dire situation called for it.

He looked cautiously within the store, considering a few things before entering. He had never been in a candy store before, mainly due to his mother's paranoia about him gaining weight, loss of dental hygiene, and most importantly his nut allergy. He figured he was fine on the last thought, as long as no one bought anything really nutty. But he didn't want to complain to the older two, and potentially bring them down. He just looked up to then cheerily, saying ”After you!”.</div>

<div align=center>All they needed to do was buy William something and get out. Taking too long in there was an awfully big risk- to Gabriel's wallet, at least. Get him a lollipop and get him out, at least a lollipop would shut him up for half an hour or so, that was probably what the group needed. For Bill to shut up for five minutes and give the other two a break. He was incredibly difficult to deal with from time to time, Gabe was used to it, but it tended to put others off him. He just liked attention, that was all.

William had picked out a large, swirly lollipop that would most likely have him bouncing off the walls within an hour or so. Bad for Gabriel. Good for William. Despite his love of it, sugar did not mix very well with him, and it likely would have been wise to ban him from it altogether if it wasn't the only thing he ever ate.

He seemed completely quelled as they left the store, nibbling contentedly on the edge of the lollipop, tucked underneath Gabe's arm. That was all he'd wanted, attention and a present, that's all he ever wanted. William could very likely be called 'fickle.'</div>

<div align=center>Olive nodded and mumbled a 'your welcome' after holding the door. From there, he stood by the entrance, seeing no point for him to personally explore. He didn't want to buy himself anything, as he felt that it would only cause more problems. The sooner Bill was happy the sooner everything would be okay again. And he certainly didn't want the tantrum to escalate.

Once Bill decided on a treat, Oliver almost heaved a sigh of relief. More so for Gabe than himself. Hopefully this would prevent him from meeting the wrath of his boyfriend later... On top of where ever they headed to next. He felt bad himself that Gabe for everything, though surely Oliver would fund himself with their next couple of destinations. It was the least he could do. Still, looking at the older boys it was hard to imagine that they got seriously angry at each other for anything. Then again, Oliver wasn't used to seeing older couples together. But from what he assumed they were only playing around, and that they were truly a good couple. He hoped he would meet the same in his future.

He approached the door once more and of course felt obligated to hold it for his hosts. He smiled up at them as they were much taller than he, and tilted his head slightly. ”Where to next?” He asked in a small voice. </div>

<div align=center>William pulled the lollipop away, "you're a vegetarian." He stated, before going back to the candy. That was true, Bill likely wouldn't want anything else now, he was happy with this for the time being. William's appetite wasn't all that big, and once he'd eaten one thing he'd likely be set for the rest of the day, or for the next few hours at least until he'd raid Gabe's dorm for biscuits or cake. He was never really very successful, all Gabriel ever had in his dorm was beer. William wasn't supposed to be drinking yet, but it was okay as long as he didn't overdo it right? Besides, he didn't really like beer.

"I'm okay. You can do what you like... Not hungry anymore." He bit a chunk off the edge of the lollipop with a soft crunch and chewed on it for a moment. It probably wasn't doing him much good, but he was enjoying it so it was best to let it be for now. He'd perhaps eat something properly later, though that wasn't all that likely to happen, unfortunately. Maybe he'd eat bread and butter, that was something he seemed to be fond of at the moment.

He squashed himself a little further against Gabriel, and nuzzled him softly, pressing a small, sugary little kiss to his neck and glancing over back to Oli. "Whadd'ya wanna do?" He asked him, "whadd'ya like to do?"</div>

<div align=center>Once outside Oliver gently closed the door, and walked quickly to catch up with the two. Bill was happy, and the situation was quelled. And everything could go back to the way it was. However with the mention of their next plans, Oliver got to thinking. Well, the arcade was still up for discussion, and besides... He was pretty hungry. But Bill was taken care of, and Gabe appeared to be a vegetarian... A course Oliver had considered taking, if it wasn't for that other side of him that constantly contemplating eating a cow whole. But for right now, he wanted to do what was going to be most convenient for the group. That was, until Bill asked him personally for the course of action.

"That sounds good, Gabe.” He was a follower, not much of a leader. ”Yeah... I'm still a bit hungry, but there will probably be food there.” Though he wasn't quite used to fast-ish food, he figured it would be a learning experience. ”To there, then?” He asked the group, hoping it would be alright. At that moment in time he sort of thought just how much of a backbone he lacked in decision making. He gulped silently and nervously chuckled. ”S-sorry, just not used to being asked these sort of things.” Did he just make things awkward? Maybe. But it was the truth. </div>

<div align=center>"Yeah!" William answered, taking another chunk off of it. It became very clear very quickly that William's hissy fit had been very well planned out because he absolutely knew that was how he'd get his own way. Of course it was. William was a lot smarter than he looked, and a lot more devious than he looked. Despite being adorable most of the time, there was a layer underneath all that cute that had the makings of an evil genius. The only thing that stopped him was the fact that he was far too nice to ever do anything horrible to anyone- apart from Gabriel, that was. But he never really meant to be horrible to him. He loved him too much to be horrible.

As for Oliver, William just straight up liked him. He had an overwhelming desire to mother him, and it only took a second for him to grab the boys hand again and pull him close, in an affectionate sort of manner. At the same time he stuck the lollipop over toward Gabriel, offering it to him for a moment. At least he was feeling generous.

He frowned a little when Oliver spoke again, "what do you mean?" He asked, he didn't know very much about the boy- perhaps he didn't have many friends. Though William couldn't understand why not, he was shy, sure. But that wasn't a reason for people to not talk to him. People talked to William all the time regardless of the fact he was usually a stuttering mess around them. </div>

<div align=center>Between the two older kids Oliver looked, pushing his glasses up occasionally so that he could see better. He let the adults take care of the situation, as he was not very good at doing so. While they figured out what to do, he contemplated the day ahead. He was getting hungry, and then they could have fun. Sounded good to him.

With the question, Oliver nodded with a small smile. ”Yes, I don't mind.” He wasn't used to anything fast or the like, but to him he felt he had no place to complain. On any case he'd never had one before. Maybe he'd like it. As for allergies though... Uhhh... ”Um... I do actually...” He shrugged, looking a bit sheepish. ”Just to nuts, but it shouldn't be a problem." He tried to reassure, hoping that didn't change anything. Besides he didn't want them to worry.

Gladly Oliver took Bill's hand, learning to enjoy having an older figure for once that at least paid attention to him. He kept up with his small hand in his grip, though felt a bit of hesitance at the retort to his question. He didn't want to try to dodge it, but he didn't want to bring anyone down either. ”Ah, well I um...” How was he going to phrase it? He certainly didn't want to mention he was as much of a lonely little dork as he thought he seemed to be. ”I just mean I'm not used to people being nice to me, that's all.” Was that too downer-ish? ”But I'm just kinda shy. That's it.” There was more to this, but he wouldn't say. Not wanting to keep everything on a troubling level, he looked back up. ”The walk's not far, is it?”</div>