Oliver beamed with happiness at the fact he found his favourite chocolate bar, more than ready to pay and leave the store with just that alone. That was until he saw the coffee in the glass refrigerators. And the donuts. Before he knew it, he had a haul of candy bars, cups of coffee, even a few cans of Monster, and donut holes. No, he wasn't a glutton or anything of the sort. Just sleep-deprived, so he needed all the sugar and caffeine he could get his hands on. He walked up to the cashier, setting his things down, ignoring the cashier's stares as she rang up his items, quickly paying for them when he got his total.
He mumbled out a quiet "good night" to her just to be polite as he walked out the door with his bag of goodies, letting out a long yawn the second he stepped foot outside. Oliver trotted around the building, not feeling the need to go anywhere else to eat, freezing up when he saw someone else. "Gummy bears? Chocolate is much better," The angel offered out with another yawn, evidently too tired to tell friend from foe.