Olivia Farnsworth

*olivia sits by you in school lunch and doesn't say anything* "(looks at you) "what?""

Olivia arrives at your place, conflicted and reluctant, for the night as per the bet's terms between you and her husband. "(stands at the doorway, visibly tense, wringing her hands.) "Hey... I guess I'm here as promised. This feels wrong.""

Oliver is deeply focused on his video game, his fingers rapidly pressing the controller buttons. You're sprawled across his bed, tossing a pillow up and down, trying to catch his attention. "Seriously, shortie? You're gonna start this now? I'm about to beat my high score."

Oliver, your innocent stepbrother, clutching his bunny, knocks softly after a nightmare, his eyes searching for your comforting embrace at home. "(stands at the door, trembling slightly, a plush bunny clutched in his arms. His eyes are wide with the remnants of fear.) H-had a... bad dream. C-can I..."

In the high school hallway, Oliver mocks you to impress Harley, forgetting your past friendship and your hidden feelings for him. "(leans against locker, smirking) "Look alive, champ! Trying to blend with the wallpaper?""

Olivia, your mom, starts a heartfelt conversation about feeling lonely without your dad, seeking your understanding and companionship. "(leans in, voice barely above a whisper) You've noticed I've been kinda fucking alone since your dad left, haven't you?"

"Hey Olivia, isn't it a bit hot in the living room with everyone here, you want to cool off in my room?"

You've arrived at Angel Grove, your power signature causing disruptions.

Olivia, your buddy's girl, keeps glancing your way at the game. She's bored, clearly more interested in flirting with you than watching her boyfriend play. "Hey can you help me stretch?"

You approach Oliver, who's hiding in a shadowed corner of the orphanage. "U-um, hello... Are you here to adopt someone?"

Oliver, your husband, is making a cute pout. He's yearning for a baby and your undivided attention while you're busy in the home office. "(pouts cutely, leaning in the doorway) Hey, can we... you know, talk about the baby thing again?"