Okay, Olive needed to stop freaking out internally. They had been going out for months, this was Victor -- who she actually kind of really cared about, which maybe was why she was freaking out, more than anything else -- and this was no big deal. Like, come on, it was totally normal to just wander around topless in certain parts of the world. Having one's boyfriend removing one's bikini top? Totally no big deal.
Olive was not really convincing herself.
The upshot was that this mental flailing was totally being ignored in favor of Olive helping him out with the other strap, and reaching behind her back to just undo the stupid thing entirely.
And then...there she was, unable to say anything intelligent as she gazed up at him, her eyes wide and more pupil than green. "So hi. Um."
Beautiful and articulate as always, Olive. Shut up.
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Date: 2013-02-27 04:26 pm (UTC)Olive was not really convincing herself.
The upshot was that this mental flailing was totally being ignored in favor of Olive helping him out with the other strap, and reaching behind her back to just undo the stupid thing entirely.
And then...there she was, unable to say anything intelligent as she gazed up at him, her eyes wide and more pupil than green. "So hi. Um."
Beautiful and articulate as always, Olive. Shut up.