[center][h2][color=7bcdc8]Oliver Rivers[/color][/h2][/center]
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Oliver looked about the great room, spotting The 6th year before he even sat down. The boy was one of the many people Oliver knew at the school. A fine person to pull pranks with, less so to pull pranks on. The under classmate greeted him as a friend, so Oliver replied with all the morning grace sought after from a prodigy. [color=7bcdc8]"Finn!! I'm great, my parents gave me the ol' talk just before i came actually, it was the best moment of my entire summer!"[/color] The sarcasm dripped from his voice making it obvious that his parents had done something possibly offensive earlier that morning.

It wasn't so much that he actually felt like talking about what had occurred earlier, nobody needed to hear about his personal life, especially not people who still liked him. Oliver thought perhaps changing the topic might help. [color=7bcdc8]"What about you, and your summer. How was it? Did you perchance know about muggle coffee? They make it themselves with like grindy things or something is that outside of new york or a localized delicacy?"[/color] The first part resignated as sincere but as most things with Oliver are the rest was more difficult to tell. Oliver had always been a bit of a joker as a fall back for his more serious side. In all honesty it was hard to tell if he truly didn't understand muggle society or if he was only kidding around.