Psychedelia
Lonely Stoner
Olivia smiled at his response, nodding gently. "I completely agree," she said with a soft laugh. Adjusting her strap once more, once again Jamie was there to help her out. "Actually, that would be really awesome if you'd help me out, no rush though. I seriously don't understand why they thought we needed all this..." Olivia finally let the bag slip off her shoulder and she simply held it in her hand. Stepping aside as someone passed by, Olivia glanced around the hall, "I'm surprised more people aren't around... This place is usually a madhouse by now," she said, pulling out her phone to check the time.