London

[Bloodedge]

So, Nikki had an older sister. . . Interesting. Despite her elder sibling's widespread fame, Oliver hadn't a clue who the woman was. Well, that would be a point of interest in the future, but he was far too busy basking in this lass' presence at the moment. Besides, it seemed wanting to meet Nikki's sister was something of a red flag for her, given prior experiences. Ozzy did have an interest in meeting Nikki's sister just because it was her sister, but he wouldn't intentionally bring anything up that could cause her discomfort. "That makes sense, yeah. I don't think I've got any strong attachments to anyone but Bree and the lads. Well, I say lads... they're not all blokes, but I don't even know most of their genders. They're just the fam anyway. I don't think I'd mind meeting your sister or anything, but if that's a red flag, keep her the hell away from me," he said firmly. Yes, Oliver could disregard whatever person identified as Nikki's sister, if it kept this existing bond stable and growing, and... anything but dwindling.

Normalcy was underrated for one such as Nikki, at least in Ozzy's mind. "Right. Normal Nikki from Manchester," he repeated from earlier in their conversation. Despite that clause, he saw nothing resembling normal. Or rather, he did see it... and that was all part of the perfect image. When the norm claimed excellence, it was naught but arrogance. When the exceptional held themselves to normal standards, however, that was something to view as further excellence indeed. With that in mind, Nikki claiming that knowing herself was a reason she didn't think she was perfect, kept that light of perfection shining upon her in Ozzy's point of view. "Why can't you be both? A perfectly normal girl, too normal to call herself perfect, and too perfect to call herself anything but normal. There's no talking me down, you know? You're goddamn brilliant, and that's a fact!"

[Apollymi]

Nikki did indeed have an older sister, and men who claimed interest in Nikki wanting to meet her sister was indeed a doom flag. But that was simply because Nikki had been burned a lot by those types in her younger years. Of course, it'd become easier for Nikki to spot those sorts, as they got older they got a bit craftier about their interests. As such it was always a bit of a tell for someone to react about her sister in certain ways. In this very moment though, Ozzy's reaction was a very different one from the norm. Beyond that point, the man before her claimed to only have a real attachment to his younger sister, (which Nikki herself found fair given her attachment to her older sister) and his lads from the streams. Nikki was a firm believer in caring for ones fans, such a thing wasn't something which could upset her. "None of that sounds bad at all. Actually, it's all fair... Also, apart from considering interest in my sister to be a doom flag, I do absolutely adore her. She's my favorite role model and one of the only people in the world I look up to," she said of her own understanding and the knowledge of her family life. "Blimey, you really are something else. You didn't even flinch. Most people realize who my sister is and get just a little. . ." she started before looking at the lad her eyes widened in that moment. "Wait, wait wait... you have no idea who my sister is at all do you?!" she asked seemingly surprised by this revelation. Most people put that all together themselves. But this man had claimed he wanted to be no where near her sister if it would upset her. That wasn't the sort of thing anyone would say if they knew her sister was Veronica Corbyn. The... Veronica Corbyn. Nikki had been plagued the entirety of her growing phases, by people wanting to meet her big sister, girls and guys alike got close to her just to get near her sister. This lad had to have no idea who the other lass was at all. That was... Brilliant.

As they progressed it seemed they agreed. Or at least Ozzy remembered that she was 'Normal Nikki' from Manchester. Such was how she saw herself. But according to the godly man before her, she could be both perfect and normal. Nikki stared at this man in awe as he went on a tirade about this point, claiming at the very end that he couldn't be argued with, that he truly thought this way. A gentle bite to Nikki's bottom lip occurred in this moment. This man was absolutely terrible for her ego, but also great for it. "You sure about that major of yours? I'm starting to believe you're actually just a motivational speaker. Sent by the coordinator weren't you?~" she mentioned with a light and sarcastic tone. "Really, I don't think my ego is gonna survive all this inflation, what if my head explodes? You ever think of that?" she asked. Once again she felt highly embarrassed, but also really nice. What a strange mix of things. She felt like she should indeed be discouraging this kind of talk, but she liked it. "Still, I can't really hate it at all... you're terrible, but definitely perfect for me~" she mused, knowing she meant that. As it stood Ozzy couldn't be more perfect for her if she made him up. She had faith that she would have at least held back a bit on the compliments and ego-boosting commentary.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy could never abandon his stream chat, even though they were absolute trolls at times. Come to think of it, most of them were trolls he could get behind. He was quite sure Ferrichan, one of his moderators, did more work getting him to this bedroom today than he'd done himself. Ozzy still had to show that lad some major gratitude for his manipulative ways. As for his sister, Bree... they'd been through the worst of it, and stuck it out. Failing to support her would be a slight against his own past and the strength of their connection as shown by her for many years. As such, he knew where Nikki was coming from when she called her sister such an incredible role model. "I get what you mean. Bree's kept me grounded for years. Wouldn't be half what I am now, if she hadn't been such a cunt when we were kids," he said in good humor. Nikki went on to speak regarding how people normally reacted to her sister, only to leave her sentence unfinished upon realizing Ozzy had no clue who her sister was. "Uh... am I supposed to know who your sister is? I haven't the foggiest."

Never did Ozzy consider himself much of a motivational speaker. He was the oldest in a building full of many children, and was therefore the guiding figure for the lot of them for some years. He spoke on behalf of some social issues, raised awareness for his charities and all that, so he supposed he did have some ability to raise the minds. In Nikki's case, however, all he did was speak whatever came to his mind. Though that was always the case, he didn't give a second thought to whatever fell out of his face around her. "I've got no credit to take, luv. Honestly, I've just been opening my mouth with no filter this whole time. Besides, looks like your ego's doing fine so far. But if your head explodes, that'd probably make better fireworks than what you'll see anywhere else."

[Apollymi]

Ozzy standing behind his sister and his chat were both things that Nikki could appreciate. In fact she enjoyed that the man seemed to have a strong connection to his sister, according to him, the younger lass kept him grounded over the years, though he had a choice word to use to describe her. A chuckle fell from her mouth she couldn't help but find it funny. "Blimey, I thought I had some choice words for my sister over the years~" she mused. She understood the good humor of it all though. Sibling bonds were always a bit strange and two could be at each others throats one moment, but a united front against the world in the next. As for his lack of knowledge about her sister, Nikki couldn't help but find that even funnier. "Really?! That's brilliant," she said with a happy smile. "And yes, everyone... knows who my sister is. Does Veronica Corbyn as a name mean nothing to you?" she asked this question because it was really amazing to her. All her life, people had connected her to her elder sister, the famous lingerie model. The idea that someone didn't know who she was, it was simply amazing.

Ozzy apparently couldn't take credit for being overly nice and ego-boosting. According to him, he was only speaking without a filter, he even claimed if her head actually exploded the fireworks would be nice. "You really are just laying it on thick~" she mentioned with a casual roll of her eyes. Still, she didn't mind it, in fact, she took quite a bit of comfort in this random words of praise. "Don't let that stop you though... it's definitely growing on me~"

[Bloodedge]

The strange behavior of siblings was an enigma indeed, but everything Ozzy had to say about Aubree came from a place of truth as well. She really was quite the annoyance for several years, even if for the benefit of both siblings. When it was all said and done, Ozzy appreciated the attitude of his younger sister. Speaking of sisters though, Nikki's elder sibling remained a topic of interest for her. Veronica Corbyn, she said. Ozzy shuffled through his own mind, but to no avail. That name did roll off the tongue nicely, but he couldn't match it to a face. Maybe he'd seen it mentioned in chat a few times, or even... ah yes! "Hmm. I think that name pops up in chat a lot, from time to time. Most stuff gets glanced over and lost, though. I only wound up on your page because Felix wouldn't stop hounding me about knowing my perfect match," he admitted.

Oliver may have been laying it on just a bit thick. Alas, he'd never done so consciously. He was here to make a point, and he'd make it whenever he felt necessary... which happened to be every time it came to mind. Nikki had no complaints to speak of, so there was literally no stopping him from doing so in the end. "What are you on about? There wasn't any stopping me from the get-go," he proclaimed. With that said, he rolled onto his back. That hand upon Nikki's hip had to leave its place as a result, but a bit of forwardness led to Ozzy aiming to slip his other arm under the woman's neck. If he had his way, he'd see her pulled onto his chest while he continued speaking. "If it's growing on you so much, that boyfriend application is still at the office y'know~"

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy, the name of Veronica probably appeared in his chat, but it got glanced over and lost. He had no knowledge himself of the woman and claimed he only really ended up on her page at the insistence of his moderator Felix. That was interesting, she didn't expect the young man she'd met earlier in the day to have something to do so very much with her current situation, but she'd have to remember to offer him thanks in some form later. What was more Ozzy truly had know idea who her sister was, so she could have a decent bit of fun actually being able to introduce them. "Blimey, I never thought I'd actually meet someone who didn't know. This is a whole new kind of fun~" she said, there was a little bit of a devious glow in those eyes of hers. As if she'd thought of some huge joke and no one else would get to be privy to it for a while. "Besides, that means I can actually gush about how great she is to someone. I never get to do that..." she said softly. This was true, in her life experience thus far, she never got to be properly excited about explaining her older sister to people. She couldn't go around telling fans how awesome she was, and how much deeper she was than her public image.

Beyond this point, according to Ozzy, he couldn't be stopped from singing her praises or making her feel near deathly with embarrassment. "Oh. I see. Well if there's no stopping you anyways, I suppose I'll learn to accept it," she mentioned with a sideways glance. It was only after this moment that her positioning was changed due to the forwardness of Ozzy's behavior. An arm shift here a gentle pull there and Nikki found herself pulled into the young man's chest while he laid on his back. Ah, she couldn't resist something like that. Who said no to muscled cuddles post coitus? Nikki was not on the list... Soon after those words were spoken which caused her eyes to widen in minor shock. "Blimey, you really are direct you know? I should be shocked by this really... still, can't hate a man who says what's on his mind. I suppose I could put such an application under immediate review..." she said softly. Being up in this way, she was left hands free. What would she be doing with those hands of hers while laying on Ozzy's chest. Well, she'd be tracing the lines of his body ever so lightly with her finger tips. He really did seem to be carved out of stone. She was truly jealous that he managed such a physique. But at the same time she was happy to have it in front of her, he was without question her favorite person to look at.

[Bloodedge]

Strange though it was, Nikki was clearly excited that he didn't have the foggiest idea who her sister was. He could understand that from one perspective. The way she spoke about the woman, he could imagine the history of blokes flirting with Nikki just to schmooze their way into whatever situation with Veronica they could manage. That was just downright low, he thought, though he understood it better than anyone should have. One of the reasons his circle was so 'small' as he claimed it was, was Aubree. Loads of lads had been attempting to befriend him for years, all to try and meet/sleep with his sister. He always managed to drive them off, not that a lass like her would need someone else doing the dirty work. "No rush. There's still a lot I'm keen to know about you first," he commented.

At long last, Ozzy's eyes were finally peeled off the lass. Holding onto her in such a position, he finally found the ultimate comfort after all the exercise of the day. His eyes closed, and he breathed deeply with the largest of smiles on his face. "Being direct is working so far, innit? Don't fix what ain't broke," he said. As Nikki's fingers traced his torso, his hand rubbed a repeated line back and forth along her shoulder. In this state of relaxation he found, the male yawned before his next words could be let out. "Let me know how that review goes, eh? I'm willing to start immediately."

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Ozzy was still keen to learn a lot about Nikki and she found that funny for multiple reasons. At least he wasn't too hung up on the little things. She expected he was his own kind of protective of his sister, given her younger age, and outright attractiveness. "Is that so? Well I was figuring you were the go to expert on me~" she said in good humor. Still she had a reason for being a bit more excited. "It's not at all just about that though... It's bloody difficult trying to explain myself sometimes without mentioning my sister, so it's mostly just a relief is all~" she finished up. Ah, those fingers of hers were still lightly tracing his skin. She shouldn't actually feel this comfortable at all. Why did he though? He truly seemed content to just move right in, no fuss at all.

Being direct was indeed working for him. Nikki couldn't lie at all, she'd grown tired of people aiming to speak circles around her or being dishonest when confronting her. Ozzy in this case was like a breath of fresh air. "I suppose that's fair. And it is working... not like I think its faulty or anything," she said softly. She was relaxing just a bit herself. Gods this man was quite warm and though his body was firm she felt really relaxed atop him like this. She wondered briefly if she should move, but... he'd put her here right? So, he didn't mind. According to the man beneath her, who was comfortable enough to yawn even, apparently he was willing to start immediately as her boyfriend and wanted to know how the review turned out. "The review is going stellar, but shouldn't you be a bit more cautious. I mean... I could actually be mental. Actually, I'm probably mental, since I'm taking this as a matter of great consideration. But shouldn't you be a bit more worried?" she asked of him. She truly wondered how he got around the idea that she might actually be crazy. He couldn't really be that sure of her, after just being a fan of hers. Idealization of others didn't tend to end well, though she doubted she'd ever hurt anyone else, she didn't know how he could know that.

[Bloodedge]

Once more, Ozzy understood the point. Having such a close sibling made any sort of personal conversation without them, frankly, nonexistent for the most part. As for being the go-to expert on Nikki, he most certainly was... though that didn't mean there wasn't more to learn. "Expert or not, there's still all the bits nobody gets to see. Biggest fan's still just a fan if that's all he's got to show for it," he explained as a matter of fact.

It seemed Nikki couldn't quit the second thoughts, or at least the idea that he should be having some. He couldn't agree less. He wasn't just some fan obsessed with the image Nikki presented. He looked far deeper than the surface of those recordings, taking note of every little intricacy there was to notice. That little twinkle of the eye, that bite of a lip, all such things that occurred in moments of thought or inspiration; these were the things Ozzy paid most attention to when watching Blue Lotus' channel. Now that she mentioned it, though... "Yeah, I guess you could still be a nutter. If you are, I'm in for a bit of a shock, eh? More than worth a good gamble though, innit?" he asked, yawning once more. The comfort Oliver found here and now was unprecedented, and it seemed he could fall asleep in satisfaction at any moment. In fact, it was very likely he would do exactly that. "Bloody hell. I think I'm gonna..." Ah, another unfinished clause. Ozzy had a plan for something, but it seemed he lost consciousness in the middle of his own sentence. Relief and satisfaction struck him like two opposing tidal waves, and in the end, he could do nothing but collapse under both.

[Apollymi]

Oh? Apparently, Ozzy was here to learn things other fans couldn't learn. He wanted to know of her in ways that weren't obvious. She supposed there was a certain fairness in that sort of assumption. "Cheers then. I can't say I really know what I do that others don't get to see..." she mentioned. Though she had several different habits and intricacies that others never really saw. Ozzy had already become privy to a few of her lesser known habits. If he was happy to learn about the girl below the surface, then she'd been happy to let him see. Though she still couldn't help but think him a bit mad for just going along with a day like theirs had been.

But apparently this was a gamble on his part, and one he thought worth taking. Perhaps they were similar in that respect. If he found out she was nutty after the fact, he'd take no real loss given the amount of fun she seemed to be having. "Hm, I suppose it's pretty safe for a gamble. So are you, actually." she managed. Ah, but before he could even get out his next sentence good he feel asleep? Change in breathing, closed eyes a complete loss of consciousness. Nikki looked up into this man's face, lifting herself ever so gently. "Bloody hell, comfortable enough to fall asleep. You really are lucky I'm not actually crazy..." she said softly. Ah but instead of moving she settled herself into his chest. He really was kind of comfortable. And this was her room and all... it'd be a little weird if she wasn't capable of sleep in this case. "I was right too, definitely still gorgeous, even sleeping~" she said softly. The subtle movements of her hands would eventually come to a halt as she fell asleep herself sometime later. She strangely didn't extricate herself from his body or anything. No she was content to sleep just like this for some time.

[Bloodedge]

And so, the pair of them would sleep. It was rather early still, nightfall yet to be upon them... but Ozzy was apparently exhausted. The amount of relief he felt was ridiculous, so he was out like a light atop Nikki's bed, his grasp on her person unwavering through the night. It wasn't until about four in the morning when he woke. It was a bit early, but he felt the rumble of his stomach right away. Ah, that was the statement he left unfinished, though he didn't remember failing to complete it. All he could think now after waking up, was that Nikoleta was still in his grasp. Oh... that had all been real, not just part of his dream? He'd have let out quite the excited utterance if not for fear of waking the lass. 'Blimey, I thought I'd gone mental,' he thought.

Something had to be done about this hunger situation. At four in the morning, room service was hardly an option; he had to go out. Carefully, he slid himself out of bed, mindful to place Nikki atop the pillow as gently as humanly possible. Ozzy would locate the clothes he'd left at the front door, and slip his way out. There were so many things he wanted to do, but this breakfast situation would be holding him up. How many places were even open? Either way, he'd have to find somewhere before heading back to his own suite to collect a few things... like clothes, and some other items he intended to share with Nikki. Sadly, he couldn't realize that he seemed to be sneaking out after a one-night stand, since he hadn't actually finished saying what he planned on doing in the morning. Worse yet, finding food would take much longer than he anticipated. . .

[Apollymi]

Nikki had fallen asleep atop the chest of a certain man, she'd believed to be part of her dreams. She'd even sworn it at some point that he simply couldn't be real... of course, when he'd stopped speaking the previous afternoon... he'd let his sentence fall by the wayside. Well it didn't matter. By four am when he woke up and gentle moved her, she was still within the deeper cycles of her own dreams. Softly laid back on her pillow she'd not woken and barely stirred. It was simply just enough for her to clutch the pillow in question and murmur the lad's name sleepily, "Ozzy..." And that was all. Or at least... that was the thought. How peaceful those dreams were, only for the lass to be woken abruptly only an hour later, by nothing other than the specialized ringtone of her cellular device. Who could be calling someone at 5am and thinking it perfectly reasonable.

Well, the only person who could... a wonderful older sister. While Nikki rudely woke herself up, stirring to get to the phone she'd abandoned as soon as she'd entered this room. She'd caught sight of her clothing strewn about, but all evidence of the other participant was missing. This included of course, the man who'd previously been in her bed. She'd had told him he could leave when he felt like it... maybe she'd just gotten a little too comfortable with the idea of him staying to be upset about him being gone when she woke up. 'Blimey he could have at least said bye or something...' she thought as she rubbed her eyes. Still... she couldn't really be mad either... she likely made him up. "Ello," she managed finally on the still ringing phone. "That's it?! That's all I get?! 'Ello? I am calling you... to check up on you... and all I get is 'Ello..." the tirade began but all Nikki could do was smile. Even now. "Shut up. Just shut up. I am freaking out over here okay?!" she said pulling her phone on speaker and carrying it with her to the bathroom so she could be hands free while speaking to her sister. "Oooh? That sounds like man troubles... I leave you alone for forty-fucking-eight hours and you've suddenly developed man problems? Spill Nik, spare no details~" the voice came back with the same mild amusement it always had. Some things never changed... Veronica Corbyn was one of those constants in life.

[Bloodedge]

While Nikki was apparently freaking out as it were, Ozzy was walking about the city, completely unawares. It had taken him almost the entire hour to find out where he could acquire some good food, and begin making his way to a location that would've been an eight minute trip from the Dorchester on vehicle. He had to make a call along the way, if only to set up a cab or something to meet him there. With that, he managed to order a couple of breakfast dishes for takeout. While waiting around, he took the collar of his shirt between two fingers, bringing it to his nose for a sniff. Ah, it was high time to swap these clothes out and have a proper wash... as opposed to the 'shower' he took earlier.

If only Oliver knew his sentence had never come to an end before he passed out, this trip probably would have been fine. Alas, he hadn't a clue what he'd done simply by getting too relaxed. Now, he even had to take that cab back to the Dorchester without heading to Nikki's room first. It would be just a bit after 5am when he returned, but his route took him to his own room. He had to shower, he had to change... and he had to grab a few things. And so, the shower began after placing breakfast on a table in his suite's sitting room.

[Apollymi]

Nikki was currently in her room. She'd found comfy clothes and taken them out of her bag. It wasn't much, a simple thong, a pair of knee length pale blue sweatpants with 'Blue' written across the butt, and a camisole with a built in little bra. She didn't much plan on going out today. She was after all spiraling out of control. That made sense. She'd picked up the rest of her clothes, tossed them into that extra bag she carried for dirty things and made her way to the shower. The back of her phone, coming equipped with a suction cup so she could stick it to the wall while she had a proper shower. All the while she chatted with her elder sister explaining the problems of her night. "Ronnie, I made up the perfect bloke and he up and disappeared!" she finally managed. "Made him up? Like you had a great dream and you woke up when I called you?" Her elder sister asked. She was used to such things. "Maybe, I dunno. I met a guy at the panel. He actually is on it with me... we hit it off. He's like a huge fan... of mine!" she explained still in disbelief. "He's gorgeous, fit, he's into video games and he's not a fucking wanker! He's still in uni, wants to be an architect. Adores his little sister... he's got his priorities in order. He doesn't play games!~" Yes, all of these things were apt descriptions of Ozzy. "You know this all sounding great... what happened is his cock small?" The older sister referenced trying to get to the root of the problem here. Not actually expecting the lass to know yet. "No, not at all. It's huge." mentioned Nikki, as she filled the bathroom with steam and the scent of wild orchids and honey. "Hoh? Took a cock out on the first day?! Really must be something else then, huh? Well blokes with nice cocks are usually selfish bedmates anyways..." Ronnie was trying here but Nikki was having none of it. "But he wasn't. Like he was literally great, on demand. Free offers... no expectations here to please... Ronnie, he was literally perfect!" she exclaimed as she rinsed herself and turned off the shower. She pulled her phone from the wall and stepped out, sticking it to the mirror instead so she could continue as she dried off and got dressed. "Bloody hell. You're right, you definitely made him up. You having a shag the first day proves it. That shit just doesn't happen... shishishi~" Veronica finally agreed only to snicker.

"This isn't a laughing matter Ronnie. He's perfect for me. He wanted to get to know me, he's great. He's... everything on my list and stuff I didn't even consider and he's gone. I had to have dreamed him up right? Blokes don't come that perfect. Right?! RIGHT?!" Oh, Nikoleta had it bad for this guy. Veronica had known her sister the girl's entire life and never had she expressed such an outright amount of interest in a boy. Even her first love had been only a passing bit of extra attention paid by the girl. This was either great, or truly terrible. "Calm down Nikoleta! You probably dreamed him up. If you did... go back to sleep and make me one too... I could use something like that~" she mentioned. Nikki had brushed her teeth and picked up her phone again. And now she was pacing in that sitting room trying to gather her thoughts. Sweatpants, camisole, freshly tamed hair clean face and all. "He's gone. I had to have dreamed him up. If not... he's actually an ass and left without telling me. But he's too perfect for that... what do I do?!" she asked her sister which only led to more laughter. "Calm down, like I fucking said," elder sister words of wisdom. "Maybe he needed a wash, and some food? Maybe you're worried for nothing. Maybe he's just a total sweetheart, Mr. Dreamy!~ Like you said... ever consider you might be right?" Veronica's words made Nikki pause. Why didn't she think of that? He was super nice it might not be so bad... ah, but anxieties like these didn't develop overnight and both of these women knew that. "And now that you've stopped wearing a fucking hole in the carpet. I could stop by sometime... check him out if you want," mentioned Veronica. She knew it was a big test for Nikki to make sure guys weren't just out for Veronica instead. "Bloody hell, that's awful sweet and all. But aren't you like halfway across the fucking continent. Don't go doing something like that... not for this...." mentioned Nikki. Yes, she was calmer now but still didn't want her big sister doing any more than she had to.

[Bloodedge]

In the meantime, Ozzy was thoroughly enjoying his shower. He couldn't have been happier if he tried, so of course, he was singing while he showered. Alas, he couldn't tarry for long. He washed as if it were a mission, furiously scrubbing his body so he could hop out quickly. Between Nikki and himself, there were no necessary panel appearances today. Would she be willing to accept his company for the entire day? Maybe she had other plans, or wanted to enjoy the convention normally in her own time. If so, he wondered if they could do so together. These thoughts led him to the end of his shower, at which point he slipped into new clothes. His ensemble of the day consisted of black trousers, orange and black sneakers, and an orange hoodie worn under a black crop-top tee. Naturally, every article he sported was designer

Regardless of Nikki's intentions for the day, he was going to make an offer or three. She seemed interested in a couple of games, so he was sure to pick up his console and laptop, shoving both into a carryon and slipping it over his shoulder while that same arm's hand carried a bag of clothes. Ah, this was going to be quite the issue, wasn't it? There was tea with breakfast, and one hand was already full. Ozzy had to improvise by holding the breakfast bag between his teeth, and both drinks in one hand as he left his suite. A short trip down the hall, and he'd be standing at Nikki's front door. Difficult though it was to keep everything balanced, he had to turn about and knock against the door with the sole of his shoe. There was no point in calling out, lest he risk dropping the bag of food, so he stood there hoping the knock alone was enough. After all, he did tell her what his plan for the morning was... right?