What in fuck's name
==Olivia==
I peeled my eyes open, just in time for sun rays to stream in. I squnited, hugging my pillow tightly. I wished I could stay in bed forever, but for some reason, I rose. I yanked and stretched my body, and for some time, I stared blankly.
I, however, soon jerked out of my lazy gaze and walked straight to the bathroom to go through my morning routine. It didn’t take long for my stomach to give a loud groan, making me yawn a second time. I hadn’t had dinner last night, so now, I could really deal.
I got hold of some clothes before walking to the door. I pulled it open and just then, my gaze fell on the stuff lying the floor. A white shopping bag. It had the name Durrell printed on it. I looked around, wanting to spot whoever it was had dropped it.