AS FATE WOULD HAVE IT - LOONA.

5.

Somewhere in Ontario, Canda 1993.

Olivia leant against the wall, her fingers warming as they clasped the newly made coffee. She wasn't exactly cold, but the warmth was comforting, and comfort was something that for Olivia, was often pretty scarce.

It was hard seeing any of them. Seeing their innocent faces stare blankly at her, unaware that they have any prior interactions with her, like she was some stranger off the street. Or worse when they gulped in fear, as that was their only lasting memory of her. The either forgot her entirely or remembered nothing but her darkest points.. Both were painful, but it was even worse when it was her.

And she'd had to last night, she had to ask where le chouette was, on the off chance she knew, and she didn't. That's all she had to, walk up to her in bar and ask innocently like some ignorant lost girl if she knew where her friend was. And she'd gotten an earnest smile and a shake of the head, and that was enough to fill her mind to the brink, and it pained her to have to erase the encounter. She had to, she'd seen her face, and that couldn't happen properly. Not just yet. Not if she wanted it to go as planned, and so far it was. She lucked out with le chat anyway. So it wasn't going to be long. She could wait another few weeks. God knows she'd waited longer.

And it was going well, and they had to move quickly. She needed to find the others, and it was going to be a hell of a lot easier now, if tonight proved successful. It had been a while, a long while. And last time- well last time hadn't been ideal. But it wasn't going to be like last time, as long as she kept certain people at bay, and they didn't go reminding people. But it was okay they would understand. She was saving them.

And right about now she wanted to leave, and get the job done, but someone seemed to be taking forever in the bathroom.

"Come on," Olivia called, impatiently waiting at the door. After a couple of seconds Hyunjin appeared next to her, and Olivia looked her up and down, a slight frown on her face.

"Aren't you going to like, change?" she asked, gesturing to the state of Hyunjins denim shorts and plain red top, well it would be plain if it wasn't for all the stains.

"Why would I?" Hyunjin asked, her face blank.

"You wore that last night."

"So? Do I smell?" Hyunjin asked, lifting up her upper arm and shoving her armpit into Olivia's face, as her decaffeinated exhausted self had pretty much been stripped of any remaining pride at this point.

"No." Olivia said, swatting her arm out of the way in disgust. "Its more that you're..well covered in blood."

Hyunjin rolled her eyes, it wasn't like anyone was going to know it was blood. "Oh yes because everybody knows that when one's skin is cut, the blood that comes oozing out is definitely a weird shade of green."

Olivia chuckled. "I haven't had enough sleep for your sarcasm. The point stands that you look out of place."

"Who cares? Maybe I'm sporting a limited edition tie dye line."

"Disgusting."

"Is the point really to look good, it's not the most glamorous activity."

"Oh jinnie." Olivia smiled, cupping the right side of Hyunjins cheek, as though she were some delicate wrongly caged animal. "It is never a bad time to be glamorous.", she said with a cheeky wink. "I do it all the time."