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[sup]Current Location: Central Point, Friday Evening - Interacting With: Victor, Joseph & Anyone By The Bush - Mentioned: No One[/sup]

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[color=gray]Once the dust settled with Victor's arrival, Olivia and her newfound brother set out for the bus stop. Her coat and hat matched Olivia's clothing, but she couldn't help but to feel huge in her winter coat. While she wasn't frail, Olivia didn't have quite the same amount of meat on the bones, and winter coats were sometimes unreasonably bulky to protect the wearer's warmth. What was once a tiny girl became a cute yet oversized monstrosity of warmth. It seemed Victor wasn't going to helpful either with his comments, as her cheeks flourished with red as Olivia tried to hide them from him while locking up the business.

The wait for the bus to arrive wasn't long, but it was as much awkward as it was short. No one was sure of what to say, and only a few words and sentences was uttered by either party. Victor did remember to give Olivia his phone number, in case she needed to call him later in the future, although he wasn't sure what his schedule would be like. Eventually, the bus had arrived, and together Olivia and Victor got on, and several others had followed in their footsteps at the next few stops the bus stopped at. Victor tried his best to keep what little conversation they had, although Olivia knew hardly anything about the current events of Sol City. After all, Olivia had only moved here earlier this week.

Soon enough, the bus made its final stop just outside the party itself. The place was decorated with kiosks and people selling food underneath a brazen glow of lights.[/color] [color=springgreen][b]"It's quite a sight, Victoooorrrr..."[/b][/color] [color=gray]Olivia spoke, her voice trailing off as it grew quieter upon noticing a peculiar, and friendly sight. Two sights--a bush-beater and someone she had recently met dressed in some odd garments made of tape and cardboard.[/color] [color=springgreen][b]"Joseph?"[/b][/color] [color=gray]Olivia called out, once in range of the crowd that was forming around the bush-beater that was now being escorted out of the place and back to the ball room.[/color]

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