[center][h2][hr][hr][color=purple]Waverley Watts[/color][/h2][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/d4f8b02bc3fc96e0a3a20351b36c3691/3542b667aca4c58b-5d/s1280x1920/26a354a690e9e6bf683ded6a2d00cfed8bc41f85.gifv[/img]

[i]Location: Garage
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Waveley's eyes were glued on the radio as Kaitlyn leaned over to cycle through channels, starting with music, only to then skip over a few dead channels to instead get to a news station. Waverley chewed the inside of her cheek, waiting for some sort of useful tidbit to come from the news, but they got nothing. Waverley let it go for a few more seconds, before leaning in herself.

[color=purple]"Mind if I just..."[/color] Waverley's words trailed off as she reached her hand to the dial, flicking back to one of the dead channels. The sound of static filled the air as she eyed the frequency. She pulled out her phone, balancing it on her leg as she tapped in the number into her phone, lips subtly mouthing [i]'102.2'[/i] as she typed it in in her phone. It'd be useful to have - she didn't want to have to waste precious time searching for an open frequency once she had her radio equipment. The quicker she could tell her listeners everything she knew about what was happening, the better. With a explantionless, [color=purple]"Sorry,"[/color] she turned the dial back to the music that'd been playing before.