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It's only a few weeks into the school term and, if Olive were sensible, she'd be studying. Today's a light day, meaning she has plenty of time to do so, if she just buckles down, and it's not like she isn't a focused, disciplined student when she wants to be. Even without these grades contributing to the college applications she won't be writing

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"Whoa," Claire breathes at once, lurching forward for half a second once Olive pulls away, before she's able to correct for the sudden shift in balance, hands gripping the back of the sofa and pushing until she stands straight again. Blinking, she can only manage to stare as she finds herself suddenly... scolded, perhaps? Reprimanded, but with a rant also in tow, all of it serving to make Claire wish that she could hastily rewind the moment, keep her lips shut, or otherwise at least sink into a hole where no one can see. A small flush rises to her cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and shame as she quickly berates herself for assuming that Olive would have been fine with the quip. It's something that Claire herself meant as harmless, nothing more than a joke, and certainly nothing malicious, but there's a twinge that immediately thrums through her chest at her sheer inability to, apparently, predict what sorts of things her best friend on the island wouldn't be okay hearing

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"I've definitely heard rumors," Claire remarks quietly, her voice distant as she thinks about the people she's heard about, even before meeting them. She's heard of more than a few people who have struggles with drink; she's heard about some people who seem to have no qualms about hooking up with others. She's heard of unusual romances, the doubts that people have had surrounding them, and so much more than that. The thing about working in a central location, with people whose very job is to keep the residents of the island safe, is that such hubs draw all the talk as well. "I mean, nothing really vicious, but definitely a lot of stuff that I don't know much about. Things about people I've never met, but their names would be totally familiar to me now because of everything I've heard. I don't think it's as bad as my high school was, but I also feel like. I don't know. Talking about people is something that always happens, right? People are talkative. We're social

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Olive pulls a face, nodding. She's met Zuko under some pretty rough circumstances, and the island's way too small for her not to have heard a little about all that, though she still doesn't really know much. Certainly what little she heard isn't enough for her to feel comfortable judging, especially not knowing the people involved. It's just the kind of thing they mean, she realizes, that she would know anything happened without knowing anybody it affected in any real way. She can't even trust the details she's heard. She knows far too well how quickly those get bent out of shape, even here where people may gossip, but at least don't seem vindictive about it for the most part