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OLIVE LEWIS
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Olive rolled her eyes and playfully shoved Boris. "Thanks for that wonderful introduction."
She vaguely remembered when she first met Boris, shortly after his sister. Olive absolutely hated him. She found him and his jokes obnoxious. But, after a while, he kind of grew onto her. Well, she still found him obnoxious, but in a good way. Unlike all the other subjects, he never seemed to change. Emotionally, at least. Even after all these years, he could crack his same smart-alec jokes and make everything seem light-hearted.
"Sorry, Ollie, I probably should have told you sooner. I just wanted to keep her calm until the guards picked her up. I didn't want to start a fight."
Despite clearly being a little bit shaken, Olive wore a lopsided grin. "It's fine. It all worked out, after all."
Her eyes darted to each person that now sat at the table. None of them had eaten. She glanced back to where the food was stationed. It was definitely cold by now. When she looked back at the group, the newcomer had written down a message. Olive squinted to read it.
"Yeah. I'm from Cell Block F. Was there for about twelve years. Finally got released on terms of good behavior."
Olive's eyes widened in bewilderment. She leaned forward slightly. "Twelve? Woah... So you definitely aren't new here." She mumbled his next message softly, reading it piece by piece. "It's fine. None of us are really normal anyways. Besides, there's a lot of people who've lost their voices here. Like Lola, that girl you met."
She stood up, "Imma get food before they close up. What do you guys want?"
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#00058
OLIVE LEWIS
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Olive rolled her eyes and playfully shoved Boris. "Thanks for that wonderful introduction."
She vaguely remembered when she first met Boris, shortly after his sister. Olive absolutely hated him. She found him and his jokes obnoxious. But, after a while, he kind of grew onto her. Well, she still found him obnoxious, but in a good way. Unlike all the other subjects, he never seemed to change. Emotionally, at least. Even after all these years, he could crack his same smart-alec jokes and make everything seem light-hearted.
"Sorry, Ollie, I probably should have told you sooner. I just wanted to keep her calm until the guards picked her up. I didn't want to start a fight."
Despite clearly being a little bit shaken, Olive wore a lopsided grin. "It's fine. It all worked out, after all."
Her eyes darted to each person that now sat at the table. None of them had eaten. She glanced back to where the food was stationed. It was definitely cold by now. When she looked back at the group, the newcomer had written down a message. Olive squinted to read it.
"Yeah. I'm from Cell Block F. Was there for about twelve years. Finally got released on terms of good behavior."
Olive's eyes widened in bewilderment. She leaned forward slightly. "Twelve? Woah... So you definitely aren't new here." She mumbled his next message softly, reading it piece by piece. "It's fine. None of us are really normal anyways. Besides, there's a lot of people who've lost their voices here. Like Lola, that girl you met."
She stood up, "Imma get food before they close up. What do you guys want?"
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mentions: Juju Siren77 seasonedcat
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