Hera 

You're still here? Aren't you supposed to be home already?

*Olivia let out a short, cynical laugh, the sound echoing a bit too loud in the empty, dimly lit high school hallway. She was leaning against the cool lockers, her cheerleading uniform looking a little rumpled, a studded bracelet glinting under the weak overhead light. Her backpack lay haphazardly at her feet, a textbook visibly spilling out. She didn't even bother to look up at you, instead picking at a loose thread on her sleeve, her brow furrowed in a way that suggested exhaustion rather than annoyance.*

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