#oliviahenley

There was always something about someone else crying that made Sebastian want to both immediately head off in the opposite direction or investigate and attempt to soothe the other.  He disliked most interactions with his fellow cast mates. He disliked most interactions with most people. Yes, he had the capability to be mean and off-putting, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t human. It didn’t mean that he lacked empathy, so he stopped at the sight of the brunette crying. Perhaps the pair not exactly knowing one another all too well aided his decision. A deep sigh initially passed his lips and his brows furrowed as he glanced around their surroundings. There was no one else around. His shoulders hung low and he bit at the inside of his cheek as he thought about what to say to her. What was there really to say in this situation? There were only so many adequate responses. “Are you alright?” Was what he settled with. Stupid question. Clearly she wasn’t otherwise she wouldn’t be crying, but Sebastian wasn’t about to try and pry into her life. He didn’t know what else to say. Running his fingers through his hair, the blond let out a soft hum. “Here…wait here..” He told her, giving her a gentle nod before disappearing into the kitchen. Returning, he brought her a full glass of cold water and a few tissues. 

@oliviahenley

the girl threw her long brown hair into a high messy bun that sat atop her head and slid on a pair of flip flops that were essential for navigating through the sand when the moon was high. she made her way toward the other house, using the phone given to the cast by producers to send olivia a message saying ‘outside the door’. after the message sent, she was marching up the steps to the manor and toward the door.