Olivia and Ethan

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Olivia and Ethan

Post by sparty » Tue Jul 02, 2024 2:59 pm

Ethan and Olivia sat on the couch in their cozy living room, the soft glow of the television casting a warm light on their faces. Ethan, a tall man in his mid-thirties with a mop of tousled brown hair leaned back, stretching his long legs out on the coffee table. He wore a simple gray t-shirt and a pair of well-worn jeans.

Olivia, petite with curly auburn hair cascading down her shoulders, sat next to him, curled up with her legs tucked beneath her. She was wrapped in a fluffy blue blanket, wearing a loose-knit sweater and leggings. Her hazel eyes flickered between the TV screen and Ethan, a soft smile playing on her lips. A power cord snaked under her sweater and was plugged in to the wall.

They were watching a rerun of an old sitcom, the kind where the jokes were predictable but comforting. Ethan chuckled at a particularly cheesy line, glancing over at Olivia to see if she found it as amusing as he did.

“Remember when we used to watch this every Friday night?” he asked, his voice filled with nostalgia.

Olivia nodded, her eyes lighting up. “Yeah, we would order that greasy pizza from Tony’s and laugh until we couldn’t breathe.”

Ethan’s smile widened, and he reached out to squeeze her hand. “Those were the days, huh?”

She returned the squeeze, her fingers intertwining with his. “They sure were.”

There was a comfortable silence between them as they watched the next scene unfold on the TV. Ethan glanced at Olivia out of the corner of his eye, noting the way her hair glowed in the dim light and how relaxed she looked. He felt a swell of affection for her, a sense of contentment that was hard to put into words.

Olivia, meanwhile, was lost in her thoughts. She loved these quiet moments with Ethan, where the world seemed to fade away and it was just the two of them. She glanced at him, catching the thoughtful look on his face, and felt a flutter in her chest.

“Hey,” she said softly, breaking the silence.

"Yea babe?" said Ethan looking at his phone.

"Hey, want to go to an orgy this weekend?" Olivia asked sweetly.

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