Ask Oliver for help

Kate's thumb danced across the screen as she composed a message to Oliver. "Hey, you awake?"

Oliver's swift response came as no surprise. "Yeah, just woke up. What's up?"

"Nothing much," Kate typed, her request at the ready. "Nothing pressing, just a grocery run. Could use an extra set of hands. You free?"

Oliver's willingness to assist shone through in his reply. "Absolutely! There's a supermarket called 'Safeway' near the park. Should have all we need."

Kate nodded, though Oliver couldn't see it. "Sounds perfect, thanks!"

But then, a spontaneous idea dawned on Oliver. "Hold on, I was planning to venture out for some provisions myself. How about I give you a lift?"

Kate's lips curled into a grateful smile, even as she typed. "That works just fine. But don't be late," she cautioned.

"I'm gearing up as we speak. Why don't you swing by? I'll whip up a cup of tea for you. It'll keep you company while you wait."

The warmth in his offer was palpable, like the embrace of an old friend. Kate couldn't resist the temptation. With a final message sent, she locked her phone, the anticipation of tea and good company in the air.