"Olivia. Are you okay?" One of Olivia's colleague at work called to her. Olivia looked up, with wide, confused eyes that showed she had just returned to consciousness.
"Hunh? What?" She asked the work mate, looking around a little dazed and a little startled.
"I asked if you were okay." The colleague repeated, beginning to feel a little more sure that Olivia wasn't exactly fine.
"Um, yes! Of course! Sure thing! I am hundred percent." Olivia stuttered as she spoke hurriedly.
"No, you don't seem fine at all." The colleague disagreed, shaking her head from side to side. "You don't seem fine at all. I have watched you zoning out at least, over a dozen times already this morning, and the day hasn't even begun yet. Just now, you were zoning out again while you were standing there! You don't seem fine at all. How do you expect to work in this condition, for the rest of the day?" The colleague asked.
