Olivia’s place - 2.22pm
"Go there and don’t be stupid." Olivia was telling herself in front of the mirrr in her bedroom. Yes she was told a crossed universe meeting was at the Brigde in one hour. "Shit" said the women while gettin’ appropriately dressed. Her outfit was a mess, it was really terrible…something disgusting to her own eyes.
Nevermind she tried to think, but she wore another pair of trousers and a different blouse and a different jacket too, in the end.
The Bridge - 3.02pm
She was early, probably because she wanted to mark the territory, even if it was no-one’s. The thin edge between two universes going to be lost in a inesplicable end. She sat down at the desk, white surface, glare, light reflecting, a stupid common and ugly appearance desk, with smooth chromed legs, it was pretty clear that the palin part wasn’t wood, it was about 2 inches height and about 19,7 depht and 31.5 lenght. A common stupi desk Olivia was thinking about for about 20 minutes before the encounter.
All of a sudden the door opened, Olivia, the other one and Peter came in. She istinctively took a look at them both, as you can look a single individual, yes that was the impression Olivia had as they were one persone and this thing make her feel spiders moving into her stomach, creeping her gullet and causing a sort of queasiness disgust. She looked away, then pretended to study some paper files she brought there, some pics too.
"Dunham, we need to talk as soon as possible, please," said the other like her.
Olivia rose her eyes from the documents on the ordinary desk and tried to focus on her own reply she didn’t want to be a complete asshole, but she only tried.
"To talk? The two of us? Are you going to ask for a truce?" Then she smiled.
"Not in the kidding mood? Oh, I am so sorry…let’s come to our job so."
She indicated two chairs in front of her.