[Open--particularly to those who know Oliver, or might randomly come across him in a hospital]

[olliequeen]

Oliver had only been in the hospital for a day (and not a full one at that) and he was more than ready to get out. Despite the fact that he'd lost enough blood a transfusion had to be performed, and the fact that he was in a great deal of pain (which he wasn't about to readily admit), he just wanted to go home.

But to no avail. Dr. Hamilton informed him he'd be there at least a couple more days before he'd have his freedom back.

"I hate hospitals," he grumbled, flipping through the TV channels once more.

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[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He grinned at her words. "Name the game," he responded, amused.

[furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com]

She pulls out the cards and shuffles thoughtfully. "We'll ply Rummy again. I have to try to earn back some of my lost dignity. But if you beat me as bad as you did last time, I'm bringing a board game on my next visit." Teasing.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He chuckled. "Can't remember the last time I played a board game," he informed her.

[furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com]

"Neither do I, so we'll be even matched." Matter of fact as she deals.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He chuckled a little at her focus, and then he picked up his cards. "Good to know."