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Olivia Hughes (_olivia) wrote in thefield,

Olivia titled her head to one side, trying to figure out what she had to do with cake. If it was an insult it didn't make sense to her, mostly because cake wasn't something that homeless prostitutes got very often. In fact she hadn't had cake since she was a young girl in foster care and she remembered that it had been good, which meant that him calling her a fruitcake must be a good thing. She bit her lip, still confused by it all.

"N-nobody here." she told him finally. "Where I w-was be-before here," she added, giving a tiny shrug before hugging the tree trunk again for safety. "B-but he said I de-deserved it. That-that's what all of them s-say," she explained, clearly convinced that if more than one person had told her she deserved it, then she must deserve it.

"Are you mad?" she asked again, unable to move on from the question without an answer.