[ she waits at their designated meeting spot exactly seven minutes earlier than intended. she hadn't anticipated the streets to be quite so empty, though she supposes now that things are getting more and more perilous, it makes sense that most sane people would be avoiding these wide, open areas as much as possible. it's a risk, for sure, but it's one olivia is willing to take. after all, emptier streets mean emptier establishments, and while there is a small part of her that feels guilty for all this looting, the larger part of her knows that they are going to need as many supplies as they can if they want to be able to last long enough to beat this thing.
over her shoulder are a couple of woven satchels for her use, and though most of her hair is tucked beneath a large knitted cap, it's easy enough to tell who she is by the rainbow-colored fingerless gloves she has on.
and the fact she's the only one there waiting in front of an abandoned supermarket. ]
( twisted fate )
over her shoulder are a couple of woven satchels for her use, and though most of her hair is tucked beneath a large knitted cap, it's easy enough to tell who she is by the rainbow-colored fingerless gloves she has on.
and the fact she's the only one there waiting in front of an abandoned supermarket. ]