Olivia was glad Karissa accepted her invitation to go out and get some breakfast; her stomach had been grumbling all morning and the fact that she was going out to eat, instead of having to make her own food was even better. She knew that if there was a delivery service, then she’d be stuck at home all day. She got ready quicker than she thought she would; only throwing on a pair of shorts, a crop top over her sports bra, and her favorite brownish packer hat. She grabbed her purse and left her room, making her way to Rissa’s room. Once she got there, Olivia knocked on her door and waited for her to open it.
