Wally would walk into the kitchen humming a catchy little tone, leaving you alone to recuperate.
.
He walked over to the sink, placing the dish inside turning on the water.
He grabbed the raggedy sponge that looked like it hadn't been replaced in god knows how long but he didn't mind.
He then squirted a bit of soap and started to scrub the dish.
He decided he was going to have to get you a new sponge though or force you to buy one maybe.
Wally kept humming as he gently but roughly scrubbed the dish swiftly and effectively finishing with eased practice.
Once he finished he put the dish up in the rack, wiping off his hands.
"There..." He mumbled to himself.
Just as the word escaped from his lips he tensed stilling. A small chain of thoughts entered his mind, he couldn't help but wonder why. Why was he doing these things? He not only confused you but also himself.
It was odd.
But one thing was for sure.
He didn't like being confused.
...
Meanwhile you had gotten up from the couch retrieving your phone from the small table.
You glance it over tilting the small device in your hands as if it had been infected by some unknown force.
Once you're sure it's safe you open it with just a few clicks inserting the correct password, but just as you do a notification pops up on the screen.
You raised an eyebrow, you rarely get notifications. Only for important things and a few contacts only a few people are able to dodge and weave around that including apps.
You check it over hoping it's not from you know who. When you see it's from your bestfriend you let out a sigh of relief but then tense again.
The relief was quickly dispatched filled with dread.
Before you could click on the banner it disappeared.
From the quick glance you got you could already guess he wanted to hangout with your miserable ass.
'Dammit... Why couldn't your timing be better?'
'Hm. Maybe if I ignore it he will leave me alone.'
"..."
Not even a second later another message pops up.
Something on the lines of, "Don't even think about ignoring me Y/n. Now get your lazy butt up. We're going to go somewhere together. And don't even think about bailing cause I swear to god I'll come to your house and drag you out myself."
Before you could do anything there was a follow up.
{ Oliver }
"And if your wondering I don't care about your job they can go fuck off for all I care." He adds the blowing winking kiss emoji.
"Also it says you read my message >:], there's no escaping me."
<Messages End>
'...'
"God dammit Oliver..." You run a hand through your H/c hair. Letting out a sigh you check the time seeing it's 12:24a.m.
You stared at your phone slightly puzzled by the new information. 'Huh, wow I really thought a lot of time passed by but it's just barely near 1.'

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Hello~ (Butcher Wally x Reader)
Fanfiction*ON BREAK* { You are a therapist/psychiatrist } You were just out of no where given a new client without any heads up- I wonder who it is...? (This description sucks- ima probably update it in the future/change it) (CANT WAIT FOR THE REWRITE!!! *...