Well, normally they wouldn't.
Unfortunately, he would.
Because even in death, the threat of a licensure exam would continue haunting the allegedly deceased blonde in the form of regular reminders from his terrifyingly diligent good brother.
Yes.
The same brother who somehow managed to appear out of nowhere to ask whether he'd practiced already.
The same brother who could emerge from behind a tree, a doorway, or what Ollie strongly suspected was a bush one time, only to gently inquire about his progress as though he weren't seconds away from suffering cardiac arrest.
To be fair, even while the poor unofficial mechanic's heart was still in pieces after receiving what felt suspiciously like a draft notice disguised as an insider tip, Ollie was aware that Luca only ever meant well.
Just as always.
