mya and olivia

Who: Olivia and Mya
Where: The diner
When: Early morning

Olivia was apprehensive to go to the diner, but felt like it was necessary. She couldn't just stop showing up for shifts, even though she had yesterday and today. She didn't know if Brian would have talked to Mya about it or not. But she couldn't put it off. Mya'd given her a job when she desperately needed one, so she at least deserved notice and an explanation. Tense, Olivia walked into the diner and headed directly for Mya's office, not bothering to look around at the staff, or the kitchen. If Brian was there, she'd probably bolt so she wanted to avoid seeing him if possible. She knocked quickly on Mya's door, deciding to give it five seconds before she turned and ran out.

Mya had given Brian the morning off, letting him soak up a bit of extra birthday, she had paperwork she'd been slacking on anyhow. She was sitting behind her desk, her hair pulled back and held up precariously with a pencil when the door knocked. "It's open." She said, which was obvious because the door didn't even lock.