As always Olivia was completely unprepared for the crowds of people who had pushed her into the back corner of Waverly as they poured in from the streets. News of what had happened was slow to come through, let alone be understood, but all she knew was that there was a massive purse disaster at work — The blonde had only been in Waverly to make a reservation and now, nearly twenty-four hours later she was still stuck in the building in the same dress and heels she had worn to work the day before. Lucky for her, she had small supplies things that would keep her sane, antibacterial hand gel; deodorant; mouthwash and even a small pot of moisturizer. Perhaps they weren’t the most common thing found in the purse of your average person, but Olivia worked in the fashion industry. She needed to look and smell acceptable every minute of the day she spent in her office.
Taking the last sip of her water, she stood up and squirted the gel over her hands before heading off to the crates of bottles that had all disappeared. Narrowing her eyes, Olivia took it upon herself to search around the room with no luck. That’s when she spotted a male she recognised from a bar in the city, his name escaping her for just a few minutes. “Hey—” She said with a croaky voice, coughing to clear her throat. “Hey, do you know where the other bottles of water are?” She asked with a small smile, trying not to disturb too many people. “There’s none in the box and I can’t find anymore...”
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