Beauty 24/7

Oliver sighed and found a chair. He didn't want her to leave, but what would he say if he stopped her?

Lydia sat herself down on a chair, but kept quiet. When could they leave? She honestly just wanted to ind a bed and lay down. Besides, she couldn't leave. Where would she go? She politely sat still, her hands folded in her lap.

[ Because you don't wanna start. ]


Lydia yawned as she paced, slowly, around the reception area. When could they leave? She needed to relax, somewhere comfortable with less intoxicating smells.

Oliver sighed. He was told to wait for his apprentice to get here, but his shift was almost over and he wasn't about to let that happen. This guy was already close to strike one. Where was everyone else, anyway? It felt like he was running the shop by itself now.

He sighed, grabbed his things and glanced over at the girl. "C'mon," he muttered as he exited and locked up the shop.

Lydia bit her lip, her tongue running across her lip piercing as she followed him out. She watched him lock the shop and stayed close to him, not wanting to risk bumping into Helix again.

[[anyone here??]]