"And here it is, our final night alive."
"Hey Lia, can we talk?" Tommy walked up to Ophelia, who was pacing in front of the van.
"Hm? What?" She was slightly taken aback by the nickname, stopping her pacing.
"I was wondering if we could talk."
"Oh yeah, of course! What's up?"
"So you know when you sort of died?" He asked with uncertainty.
"Yes Tommy, I remember when I sort of died." She laughed.
"Well, when I was shaking you, I called you Lia and then you looked up and said "Austin", who's Austin?" Ophelia grimaced, she decided to keep the death of her brother between her and Wilbur.
"Well, Austin is my younger brother and you remind me a lot of him. I was dying so my brain was a little foggy."
"You've never talked about a brother before, where is he?" Tommy asked, not knowing what he was doing.
"He uh-" She cleared her throat, restarting. "He disappeared a couple years ago, I have no idea where he is." She sadly smiled at the younger boy, not wanting to think about that painful memory.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Hopefully you'll find him one day." The blonde awkwardly smiled at her, he was trying to comfort her, which he wasn't exactly known for.
"Yeah, hopefully." She smiled back.
"Can I still call you Lia? If you're okay with it of course, I think it's a cool nickname."
"Yeah, I like it."
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"Will, are you ready?" Ophelia asked, she was waiting at the door, trying to get Wilbur to hurry up.
"Yeah I'm coming. Are Tommy and Tubbo ready?" Wilbur yelled from the room he was in.
"They are already at the rally, they're very excited." The tall man walked out, wearing his L'manburg uniform and offered his elbow out to Ophelia.
"M'lady." A grin spread across her face and she wrapped her arm around his. "Let's go win an election."
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Ophelia wasn't technically Wilbur's running mate so she sat in the audience next to Tubbo. Up on stage she could see Tommy and Wilbur quietly talking about something, while Quackity stood on the other side of the stage by himself. The rally was about to start so it looked like George was either late or he didn't want to be apart of the election. More and more people piled into the seating but she couldn't find the infamous mask of Dream. Maybe he wasn't back from his trip yet, he had left only a week ago.
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