"What the hell?"

Oliver gave him a strained smile, "Hey."

"What. the. hell?"

"Let me explain-"

Addison's voice rose. "-What the hell?".

Oliver sighed, "Can you just sit down?"

He stared at him with furrowed brows. This must be wrong. It must be a mistake. Maybe Addison's having some sort of nightmare, he has been pretty stressed about the situation.

"Addison. Sit."

Addison slides into the booth and stares at Oliver wordlessly with an evident grimace. Oliver averts his gaze out the window.

The two sat like that for a while, until Oliver broke their silence.

"Can you say something?"

"You know what pisses me off the most about this?...