"I'm not going to like this 'way' am I?" He asked, a brow hitched up as he flicked his cigarette butt away and gave Ollie a curious, if skeptical look. "I mean, I enjoy most of your plans, but there are times I question your sanity."

Maybe it was why Ollie was going to be a pilot; he did crazy things. Ty imagined it was part of the questionnaire they took for the entrance exams into flight school. 'Are you insane'? 'Yes'? 'Good, welcome aboard a one way ticket to narcissism and fuckery. Please leave your humanity at the door.'

Well, that was the impression he had of pilots. Ollie mostly seemed like he would fit in once he graduated. Ty just hoped his impressions were wrong.

"I mean...I'm all for...heads, exploding."