NYE after party, during the snowstorm, before the tasks [ @idaclarke ]
Ollie could support a party for anything, for as long as it went on for. And this party seemed to be getting extended if the storm outside had anything to say about it. No problem for him, this was where all his shit was. However that didn't mean he needed to find every single minute of every single party the most interesting thing on earth because it wasn't, and he was going to find something ridiculously stupid or chaotic to do during those lulls in the party. So, he sat in the bathroom in the main area of the lodge watching multiple tutorials on how to cut bangs. Enough that he was fairly confident he'd be able to do it perfectly fine. He swiped off what felt like the billionth severe weather alert (no shit) and picked up the scissors in time for the lights to flicker and the bathroom to suddenly be thrown into darkness. That was probably a good omen.
Ollie flicked his phone's flashlight on, and spent a few minutes struggling to figure out how to hold his phone up, look into the mirror, and cut his bangs at the same time all by himself. After deciding it was just not possible he stuck his head out of the bathroom looking at a few people lurking around. Some worried about the lack of power, some getting a real kick out of it... "Hey," he called shining his light at a passing blonde. Okay, so he did not trust Ida as far as he could throw her, he didn't even like her, but ... it seemed like the funniest option. "Can you come in here and help me with something?" And to make the favor more juicy so that Ida might actually come in and help him out... "I'm giving myself bangs."