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Four years.
Four long years since Olivia Anderson had gone on a date or even had anything to do with a man relationship wise.
So after a tough first week as being a rookie to a terrible T.O. Olivia decided to download tinder and swipe until she found a decent guy.
She has a type, but after four years Olivia felt like she would go on a date with any guy who would be down to hang out with the girl for a few hours.
Luckily for Olivia, she is on her way to a local bar where she was meeting an older guy.
He has blonde hair, green eyes, a tall frame, and muscular body. At least that was what Olivia gathered from his profile.
So after her shift, Olivia was standing in her bathroom putting on makeup so she didn't look like she just woke up from a nightmare.
"You look beautiful." John spoke up as he was walking in to check on his closest friend and roomate.
Olivia blushed slight not hearing any compliment from any guy in what seemed like forever.
"You don't think it's too much?" Olivia asked as she finished putting on light pink blush and looked at the older man through the mirror.
"You look great." John walked over and placed his hands on the shorter girls shoulders. "Any guy would be lucky to have you as a date."
Olivia turned around and hugged her friend before pulling away with a smile.
"Wish me luck." Olivia gushed as she placed a quick kiss on the man's cheek before rushing off to show up earlier.
Olivia had to show up early for everything. She feels like she needs time to prepare herself and talk to herself in her car before exiting.
It's always her last peaceful moments before life starts all over again. So getting an extra 15 minutes to herself is something she needs.
"Luck!" John shouted after her and smiled softly.
He hopes everything goes well for the girl. She always works so hard and takes care of everything and everyone except for herself.
This is the one selfish thing Olivia had done in months, so she better have the time of her life.
• • • •
Laughter between two people seems to echo across the bar as what looked like a couple enjoyed each other's company.
They ate wings and drank a few beers while getting to know each other, normal things to do on a first date.
But the loud laughter between the two was a little obnoxious.
At least that's what Olivia thought as she watched the two from the bar.
Olivia was on her fourth beer of the night.
The first one was to get a little alcohol in her system so she wasn't as nervous meeting her date.
The second one was when it was ten minutes past the time her date was supposed to show up. Her nerves started to get the best of her and she needed another beer to calm herself down.
The third one was because the guy across the bar wanted to cheer her up, so he paid for a beer and sent it her way.
The fourth one was when an hour and thirty minutes went by and her tinder date didn't just not show up, but unmatched her so she had no way to contact him to see if he was coming.
Olivia sighed before picking up her fifth glass of beer and started chugging it.
"Boot."
Olivia was going to finish it all, but a familiar voice caused her to cough and almost choke on the alcohol.
Her eyes were wide and the feeling of embarrassment flushed over her body like cold chills when she saw Lucy's T.O; Tim Bradford.
"What are you doing here?" Olivia questioned in curiosity especially after only a few days after getting out of the hospital because of a gun shot wound.
"I could ask you the same question, but-" Tim paused when he eyed the amount of empty beer glasses by the brunette. "I don't care." Tim decided to say instead of bringing up the amount of beer glasses he noticed and the smudged makeup underneath her bright brown eyes.
Olivia rolled her eyes. Why did she think she was going to have a decent conversation with the man. Especially after all the horrible stories Lucy has told her about.
"Right. I forgot you were an asshole to rookies." Olivia hit the side of her head like she couldn't remember. "Oh wait- that's just you 24/7."
Tim squinted his eyes at the younger girl. Did she forget who she was talking to?
"I'll let that slide since it seems like you're under the influence." Tim spoke with annoyance. He had no idea what he even went towards the girl in the first place.
"Oh I'm sorry officer." Olivia looked guilty and stood up quickly from her seat, almost falling over but Tim's hand touched her elbow for a slight second to keep her balanced. But that touch lasted just as fast as the girl stood up.
"Maybe I can-" Olivia paused as she felt a weird feeling brewing in her stomach.
Tim furrowed his thick eyebrows in confusion, waiting to hear what remark the girl was going to make. But it clicked in his head. "Oh no- no! You better-"
It was too late.
Olivia Anderson threw up on Tim Bradfords shoes.
Olivia lifted her head and her face flushed red in embarrassment. Out of all the things that could've happened! Why this?!
"Well they couldn't get any uglier." Olivia grinned trying to lighten the mood, knowing that Tim always wakes up on the wrong side of the bed every morning.
"You're going to regret this boot. But right now we're getting you home." Tim almost growled out. Everything he was going through right now, he couldn't even muster up an argument.
Tim called the girl an uber and placed her in the vehicle safely and set up everything so all Olivia had to do was get out of the car and go to bed.
That boot is going to have a hell of a time when Tim gets back to the station.
