#harper01

Where: Grocery store

When: Late morning

The temptation of delivery apps were hard to ignore, particularly for grocery shopping when Cece would inevitably leave the store with double the amount of items on her list, but it often seemed ridiculous to use them in a town as small as Olympus. Plus, she usually loved getting out into the community and stopping for some mindless chitchat on the sidewalk or in the bread aisle. Reusable bags in hand, she reached her destination in no time and had just begun her journey through the produce section when a familiar face caught her eye. “Harper!” Celina abandoned this week’s selection of fresh-picked vegetables to catch up with the other woman. “Hey! I have a proposition for you...do you happen to have any free time these days?”

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Georgia walked down the street and paused at the restaurant. It wasn’t technically dinner time, but she wasn’t much of a cook and she had just had her nails done so there was no point in ruining them just to get a bite to eat. With her heels clicking with authority she strode into the building, hoping they had a bar. Also, she hoped the dress code wasn’t strict. She was in designer jeans and a sleeveless blouse, but that left the snake around her arm in full display and she wasn’t sure if that helped or hurt her in this town. The inside was beautiful and for some reason reminded her a bit of the casinos in Vegas, but maybe that was just because it was the closest thing to elegance she’d seen in this town so far. The inside was quiet, but maybe that was the time of day. Perching her sunglasses on top of her head she stepped forward and began talking to the first person she saw who looked like they worked here. “’Scuse me. Are you open?”