Sasha and Olivia - 3:15PM
When it came to Olivia sometimes he never knew what reaction he was going to get, so when she smiled up at him and gave him a hug, well, Sasha was chalking both up to a win. He also didn’t hesitate in returning her quick hug, grateful to see a face of both someone he recognized and someone marginally close to his own age, the fact that it was also a friend also made it sort of awesome. “I don’t know who you were expecting, maybe someone worse than me?” He supplied helpfully, not entirely sure where she had been planning on going with that sentence. “But I guess if that’s the case I’m glad it was me too.” Sasha was still smiling as he spoke, guiding them both away from the throng of people to somewhere where they were both less likely to be bumped into.
“Oh yeah? Well, I’m glad I didn’t disappoint then,” he added with a laugh. “I, ah, didn’t know if you guys would come with everything that’s been going on.” Sasha knew they had heard from Savannah and she was okay, but it still had to suck having her gone. He knew from experience that being separated from a parent sucked, though he had at least known where his dad was during those months he’d been locked up in La Quinta.