Freedom Over Fortune

After driving into the base and pulling into the parking lot, Harper had barely stepped out of the car when she saw a figure sprinting straight toward her. Looking closer, it was Oscar.

"Good grief, what are you doing here?" he gasped, out of breath from running so fast, and even the way he addressed her came out casual.

"Why can't I be here?" Harper raised an eyebrow. "Not happy to see me?"

"No,