And you will make it

[worstsongever]

Who: Olive and OPEN
What: Hideous styled not-quite-day-in-the-life. Olive's scared an looking for Heero. She's pretending to be mirror!Olive. Really, really badly.
Where: All over.
When Day one.
Notes: I'm just making a base post for this, but it's totally open. Just tag in saying where they are, and we're good to go!

Comments

Outside yo room, idk why

[snownotstark]

"There you are."

[You're being groped a little. Like it? Good. And of course Ghost is with him too.]

because yous a creeper

[worstsongever]

[Oh hey hot Jon what's up woah wait why is there groping. Olive half steps back into her room, smacking his hands away. WHY IS THE WOLF HERE THIS ISN'T FAIR]

What the hell?

you're a ginger :c

[snownotstark]

[Jon arches a slow eyebrow at her.] "Are you feeling alright?"

gdi :c

[worstsongever]

Uh, yeah, are you? We've talked like, once, I don't know how things go on the Wall, but that is not invitation to grab me. Don't get me wrong, you're hot, but I kind of like dinner dates, and I'm in a rush, so.

[Just gonna step around him. Ghost stay. :c]

[notarrowette]

Cissie was in one of the common rooms, lounging in one of the chairs with her feet hanging over the armrest as she repaired a tear in one of her Arrowette uniforms. After reading some of the gossip and realizing what this flood seemed to be, she figured it might be worth her while to try a little experiment. She wore her usual gym clothes--tank top and shorts--and didn't bother with make up, yanking her hair back in a ponytail. It was a little unusual to look like this outside of the gym, but a little extra attention wasn't something she was afraid of. She had a throwing knife hidden away in her sneaker anyway, if it came down to that. When she spotted Olive, she barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes and instead pretended she didn't see her; if Olive was affected, her day might just start looking up.

[worstsongever]

She knew that the best thing was to just keep on walking, but refusing to ask for help had never really been her thing. Besides, if Cissie was affected, she could just pretend. Olive was sure she could manage that much.

But Cissie didn't really look affected. Olive bit the inside of her lip before taking a few steps into the common room.

"Hey, uh - have you seen Heero around lately? Short kid, big hair."

[notarrowette]

...Oh, this was clearly a late birthday present. Or Olive was playing the same game Cissie was, which... frankly, Cissie doubted Olive was smart enough to even consider. She set her suit in her lap and kept her expression almost neutral as she regarded her.

"Your inmate?" She managed--barely--not to smirk and give herself away. "Have you lost him?"

[worstsongever]

Olive forced a little laugh that sounded kind of fake even to her, and scratched the back of her head uncomfortable. Maybe Cissie was just playing it cool, just in case. "Yeah, well. You know how he slips away."