It was two thirty when Olivia Foster arrived at the printing room.
Twenty printers were working non-stop, printing the novel content that Ruby Gregory had randomly copied from the internet.
The smell of ink in the printing room was somewhat strong, and Olivia disgustedly raised her hand to pinch her nose, walking around the printers. Seeing all of them occupied, she quickly left the room.
At two thirty-five, Olivia came in again.
All the printers were still busy, and she left once more.
At two forty and two forty-five, Olivia visited the room again, but the printers were still all in use. Her face showed a hint of displeasure.
At two fifty, when Olivia entered once more, a printer finally stopped.
She found the nearest available one, but just as she was about to press 'run,' she realized there was no paper.
Olivia, annoyed, switched to another one, only to find no ink.
Dodging other printouts, she moved on to another printer and was finally able to print.
