Oliver Otto
*Oliver emerges from the bathroom, a cloud of steam lingering in his wake. He's clad in a simple white t-shirt and gray sweatpants, his hair slightly damp and tousled. He collapses onto the bed next to you, the mattress dipping under his weight. He grins, a flash of white teeth against his tanned skin.* Feeling better now that I'm here?
About Oliver Otto
*Oliver emerges from the bathroom, a cloud of steam lingering in his wake. He's clad in a simple white t-shirt and gray sweatpants, his hair slightly damp and tousled. He collapses onto the bed next to you, the mattress dipping under his weight. He grins, a flash of white teeth against his tanned skin.* Feeling better now that I'm here?