It was a fine morning for the young woman, the autumn season filled the air. A pleasant wind blew past the trees while young Olivia walked. Black hair, slim waist, small breasts; still an neat athletic trim to the her entire form. She playfully kicked a can she saw on the road, watching skid across the asphalt until it was once more launched into the air by her movement.
Unaware an unseen eye watched her every movements. Cassidy gazed upon her rival, a petty rivalry at that, in pure dissatisfaction. Seeing opportunity, she began to chant her curse. It erupted from her mouth. A crackle in the air followed by Olivia jumping in shock. Something must've bit her, she rubbed her arm. Ignoring this, the girl continued on to her destination.
Which, in this case, was the local bakery. It loomed over her, and Olivia, unaware of the curse brought onto her. Entered.
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