This was weird, right? This place was so odd and Laurel had been trying to keep it together since her outburst with Jack, but when she was alone, she couldn't. Her mind was racing, her heart was racing, she got up from the bed and started to pace, trying to just wrap her head around everything.
She moved to the pictures from the day before, her eyes glancing them over, her hand on the one with Ollie in front of her grace, a memory he doesn't even remember. She sighed softly, rubbed her face and moved away from the pictures.
Her body flop back on the bed, but than there was knock, she sat up as she heard one again. Laurel noticed someone was at the door, so she went to it and open it. She looked shocked, "Ollie? Are you alright?"
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