War Room

"Stop squirming, baby. You'll end up giving me a boner," Maxen hissed. 

Scrunching her nose, Olivia wiggled on her spot one more time to find that perfect angle to face Maxen.

She ignored his protests moments ago, and went on to narrate what she saw last night.

"So I was saying…" she trailed off, hooking her arms on Maxen's neck. "I didn't notice it at first, and I don't know how I even got into that data. I was just bored and I kept scrolling, and checking, and then scrolling again."

"Okay?"

"Okay. And theeen, you know how I would see patterns in numbers—the highs, the lows, and where the stream flows." Olivia took a sharp inhale when a swirl of green, red, and blue flashed before her eyes. 

It was the same image she accidentally saw last night. The image alone was enough to send a shiver down her spine, dotting her skin with goosebumps.

"Just get on with what you saw, baby."