[right][sup][color=f06eaa][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — [color=f4ee60]The Brady Pub[/color]
[color=f06eaa][b]INTERACTING WITH[/b][/color] — [color=f4ee60]Aliana [@Dirty Pretty Lies], Annalise [@Ejected], Colin [@Altered Tundra], Elliot [@spooner], anyone in the vicinity of the Pub[/color][/sup][/right]
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[color=#513857]“Jesus fucking Christ Olivia!”[/color]

Olivia jumped a little bit as her brother burst in the door and stormed up to her, slamming her laptop shut. Olivia’s eyes went cold and her head snapped towards Elliot’s hand, then to his face. Her face was no longer one filled with a smug grin, but now a stone cold look of anger. Olivia was a rather defensive person and she may have cared a little less if Elliot had just grabbed her. But no, he had mistreated the gear that she paid for out of her own pocket, money that she had worked for over the past few summers. So now she looked him dead in the eyes, her normally calm blue eyes now a stormy hurricane of emotion. [color=f06eaa]“You lay another hand on my shit and I’ll end your social life.”[/color]

She wavered slightly as she shouted at her once again, this time grabbing her arm tightly and knocking the camera from her hands. As he dragged her outside, the camera that was now dangling from her neck freely bumped several tables and Olivia winced at every single hit. The moment they arrived outside, she opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by her brother once again. She stood in silence as her brother chewed her out, waiting patiently with rage in her eyes. After he had finished his piece, she shoved him backwards with both of her palms before pacing towards him. [color=f06eaa]“Do you have any idea how much this costs? Are you fucking kidding me?! I worked my ass off to pay for this and you just knocked it against five god damn tables on the way out!”[/color] The anger overwhelmed her brain and she let loose, getting right back into her dear brother’s face. [color=f06eaa]“And on top of that, you’re the one who looked like you were asking that blonde out! All I did was preserve the moment. So yes! Yes I did show Ali because it looked like you were cheating on her!”[/color] Olivia’s voice was breaking as she yelled back at her brother.

[color=f06eaa]“Just because something doesn’t look bad from your perspective doesn’t mean it looks all good from someone else’s. Do you honestly think I had any idea what the actual fuck you were saying to that Zima chick? No! I don’t have a clue what you said.”[/color]

The young girl now had tears in her eyes, but stood strong against her brother. Olivia took in a shaky breath, hoping that everyone in the pub heard exactly what she had to say. [color=f06eaa]“I saw the way she looked at you! I saw the way you acted! If you really had nothing to hide, then why the hell do you seem so god damn defensive?! It shouldn’t be such a big deal if that was really just you fucking up like you always do!”[/color] She turned back to the pub and ripped open the door before stopping once again. Olivia wanted everyone to hear the last little bit of her piece [color=f06eaa][b]“Call me shithead one more time, you human piece of garbage.”[/b][/color] Now breathing quite heavily, the teen walked inside with a deathgrip on her camera. Olivia grabbed her bag from beside the stool she was sitting on, then her laptop from the counter. With a quick look over the camera nothing looked too damaged, just a few scrapes to the finish. Resuming her original position at the bar, she laid her baby down onto the counter with shaky hands and then looked over to Annalise, sending her a sheepish smile. [color=f06eaa]“Still up to hang out?”[/color]

It was at this point that Elliot was dragged into the back room and Olivia couldn’t help but grin, even if it was only a little bit. She was about to turn around and leave when Colin scootched over closer to her and commented on the situation.

[color=00a86b]“You’ve created quite the stressful situation for my little sister, haven’t you, little Horton? Makes one wonder just what you showed Ali and how you obtained it. Care to comment? It’ll be off the record, of course.”[/color]

Olivia looked over to Colin and wiped the remaining tears from her eyes. She looked at him until he turned to face her before standing from her seat and walking a few steps. Olivia stopped only a moment later while she knew his attention was still on her and spoke a few words before walking out the door, her voice having finally recovered from the huge display of anger she’d just put on.
 
[color=f06eaa][i]“I plead the goddamn fifth.”[/i][/color]