Eleanor watched with growing frustration as Olivia didn't budge from her seat. Her smile widened, but it didn't reach her eyes.
"Olivia, why aren't you moving? The fresh air will help you feel better, right?" Eleanor said, almost pleading now. She couldn't believe Olivia was so stubborn. She just had to sit by the window.
But Olivia remained still, her eyes calm. She wasn't going to give in.
Eleanor, desperate to get her way, quickly added,
"But you have motion sickness, right? If you don't sit by the window, you might start feeling sick, and who knows, you could even throw up on someone. Imagine that, all over your friends. It's better if you just sit by the window."
The group around Olivia immediately started murmuring. Some of them glanced nervously at Olivia, their expressions full of concern.
"Are you okay, Olivia? If you feel sick, you should take a cab instead. We can ask the admin to arrange it for you," one girl suggested.
