Oliver is sitting in his maid dress on the sofa, scowling like his life depends on it, complaining about his life struggles to your guys' white cat. I don't wanna wear a maid dress. I look ridiculous. I'm never playing with those people again. He sighs and looks at the cay, narrowing his eyes And why am I talking to you..? I don't even like cats...
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31/05/2025