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Lucinda: I'm surprised my house has hardly changed since I left...it’s a bit dusty, and the front windows are completely shattered, but...It’s like I never left home.

Oliver: You have a pretty big house, Lucinda.

Lucinda: Now that you mention it, this is the only house on the block with two stories.


[later]

Lucinda: Well there's plenty of cans of beef stew…

Oliver: What do we have left of?

Lucinda: Beef stew…

Oliver: *sigh*...But it's food, so we can't be too doubtful.

Lucinda: You're right, Oliver. Other than that, we’re good to go!

Oliver: *yawn* That's good news; I’m tired. Is there a room I can sleep in?

Lucinda: Of course! There's my mom’s room; she’s got the king sized bed. My brother's room only has a bed ever since he moved out, a guest room...and if you want, you can sleep in my room!

Oliver: Y-You're room…?

Lucinda: We have a couple of sleeping bags in the attic, so if you want, we can have a sleepover!

Oliver: But aren't the two of us staying in your abandoned house for the time being? It's not technically a sleepover-

Lucinda: But it's my house, so it counts as one.

Oliver: Perhaps we could hold off on that for tonight. We have all the time in the world for a sleepover [Even though I myself have never been invited to one…].

Lucinda: No problem! My room’s on the top floor, so if you need anything, just shout.

Oliver: Are you sure we won't attract any unwanted visitors?

Lucinda: Don't be silly. There hasn't been a single person we've encountered in several weeks!

Oliver: Y-Yeah...it’s almost as if we're the only people left…


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[Two days later]

Oliver: ...

Lucinda: Psst, Oliver.

Oliver: …

Lucinda: OLIVER!

Oliver: GAH! O-OH! Lucinda! I-Is something wrong?

Lucinda: S-Sorry to wake you up like that...I had a nightmare.

Oliver: Was it about the island?

Lucinda: Yeah…

Oliver: [She’s trembling...I have to calm her down soon before she-] If you want, you can sleep with me! [CRAP! I worded that wrong! Hopefully she doesn't interpret it in THAT way…]

Lucinda: Okay...could you scoot over for me, please?

Oliver: Sure- wait you want to sleep beside me? A-Are you sure about that?

Lucinda: No need to act so flustered, Oliver. Besides, we haven't had our sleepover yet; so, here we go! Now move over.

Oliver: Sure thing. [This isn't so bad. I get to help out Lucinda, and have her by my side...Just don't mention she's not wearing any pants and I can see her...delicates. Holy crap I am really close to her. I sound like a total creep right now, just SAY SOMETHING!] I’ve never been in a sleepover before, so, what do we do?

Lucinda: Well we could tell each other scary stories.

Oliver: I think the world we live in is scary enough.

Lucinda: We can eat a bunch of sweets that will only make us stay up longer.

Oliver: Beef stew isn't really a midnight snack that comes to mind.

Lucinda: ...We could talk about boys.

Oliver: [That isn't the worst thing ever-] I’ll pass on that.

Lucinda: Well geez, Oliver, you're kind of boring.

Oliver: [Damn it! Now she'll think I’m a total square...when have I ever said that? That's besides the point. If we're going to stick together, I have to make her like me...Wait I got it!] Perhaps we can...talk about our feelings?

Lucinda: That's not a bad idea, Oliver. It helps because I’ve always been honest with you. Can I ask you something?

Oliver: Sure. Anything.

Lucinda: Wait, let me hold on that. I’ll be right back.

Oliver: Alrighty. [There we go! I don't know if I can tell her...how I feel just yet. I think it's because of our location. Her abandoned house isn't really a romantic setting.]

Lucinda: Okay, I’m back.

Oliver: Goodness, Lucinda! How many blankets are you holding?

Lucinda: Five. I also have four pillows. I got them from my room because I like sleeping in a bulk.

Oliver: Now the bed is more blanket than mattress…

Lucinda: It's also gotten cold these past few weeks, won't you agree?

Oliver: Yeah. I expected Verona to be...not chilly.

Lucinda: I was about to ask you...have you ever spooned anyone?

Oliver: Spooned? Is this to help you sleep better?

Lucinda: Yes, and it’ll help us with our chilly situation. Let me get in right next to you...just put your arm around me like this, and now you lay in front of my back. Is it soothing?

Oliver: Yes.



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Lucinda: Oliver. Was I...too clingy last night?

Oliver: Huh? Why are you asking that?

Lucinda: I felt like my actions were a bit...rash on my part. I didn't stop to think if you were okay with spooning.

Oliver: I don't think so at all! In fact, I'm happy to help you in any way I can, no matter how risqué it may be.

Lucinda: Thank you, Oliver. I'm very grateful to have you around...I don't like thinking about it, but sometimes I imagine what it would be like if you weren't here with me...and I don't know how I would last without you.

Oliver: Lucinda? [She’s trembling again…]

Lucinda: As far as I know...you’re only person on this godforsaken planet I have left...and if I lose you...I’ll be alone. *sobs* I don't want to be alone again.

Oliver: Lucinda…[What should I do? I...I know…]

Lucinda: *gasps* O-Oliver?

Oliver: It's going to be alright, Lucinda. I'm not going anywhere unless you're with me. I’ll always be by your side until the end of time.

Lucinda: Oliver…

Oliver: I love you, Lucinda. I promise you that as long as I'm with you, nothing bad is going to happen to the both of us. We’re going to make it out of this okay.

Lucinda: Oh, Oliver. I love you too!

Oliver: Y-You do?

Lucinda: Yes! You’ve been by my side since the very beginning of our time on the island, and you always found a way to get me back on my feet. You mean the world to me, Oliver.

Oliver: You mean the world to me too.

Lucinda: Even if the world looks like poop. *giggles*

Oliver: *chuckles*.



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Oliver: Are all of the candles put out?

Lucinda: Yup. Now we can go to bed.

Oliver: Yeah…but it does feel a bit weird.

Lucinda: What is it?

Oliver: It just feels kind of strange sleeping on...your mother’s bed.

Lucinda: Like she would give a rat’s ass. *giggles*

Oliver: It is comfy, after all.

Lucinda: I know, right? This is the perfect bed for everything! There's more than enough room for both of us and our blankets and pillows, enough room for activities...and plenty of room to for us when we fool around.

Oliver: F-Fool around? [Is she suggesting...on her mother’s bed? Then again it’s just a bed, plus as much as it makes me sound like an ass...she’ll probably never come back to this house.]

Lucinda: You know what I mean. *smirks*

Oliver: Do we have protection?

Lucinda: Oh I found boxes of them from the drugstore we encountered a few days before arriving here.

Oliver: [She’s been hiding condoms for over a week? Should I even be alarmed?] Haha...good call...Say...what would happen if we ever run into...your brother?

Lucinda: Are you implying we might actually find Jericho?

Oliver: Of course! He was a student at Hope’s Peak, so a person of his status is bound to be somewhere.

Lucinda: If we do someday find him, I could never be any happier... but he probably still believes I’m dead.

Oliver: Well he would have to believe you're alive once he sees you.

Lucinda: You're right. He’ll be even happier when he hears about all of the stuff you've done for me.

Oliver: He wouldn't mind that I’m dating you?

Lucinda: Pssh, he isn't that kind of brother. He was kind of a dork, to be honest. He probably would have been if his girlfriend Yukiko never came along. If anything, he’s probably a fierce warrior, hardened by the dense and dangerous world we live in.

Oliver: Well that’s a relief. I guess I won't die when we meet him.

Lucinda: So, Oliver...you wanna have some fun?

Oliver: [That look she’s giving me...I don't like, yet I do at the same time.] Yes…?

Lucinda: Hooray. *wham* I found this game my family use to play. It’s a board game we ordered from Canada called, “Soorry”.

Oliver: Oh. I'm okay with that!

Lucinda: Then afterwards we’ll have sex.

Oliver: *blushes* TH-THAT WAS OUT OF THE BLUE!

Lucinda: *chuckles*.