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***Austin*** "This wasn't quite what I had in mind," I say with a huff, as Ollie gestures toward a white car in our driveway, "is that a Fiat 500?" He rolls his eyes at me and looks unimpressed. "It's a 500c. Best I could do. Cars are now a commodity where they weren't before. Plus, you took almost two whole weeks to make this decision," he points out. I said you should've done this on the first day... Atlas grumbles. "I suppose I had just hoped that the trees would be working again," I shrug, knowing it had been a foolish idea, "am I going to fit in that?" "Head room is a little snug, but the top does go down!" Ollie replies with a laugh. "It's just... a little..." "Yeah, it's not a car for an alpha, nor for the head of the supernatural council. But it gets you from A to B," he sh