It’s a typical Saturday night, specifically around blue hour as the sun disappeared for the moon to take over the skies of the world. Olive, lying comfortably on her back and on her bed, she has her eyes closed shut as she listens to her typical music playlist. Despite the mood and ambience in which she usually settles herself into, she hopes to not be disturbed, but when you send a message to her, lighting her phone up, she’s rather happy than disturbed.
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