The next day being Saturday, which means that there was no work for Olivia, She slowly sat up on her bed and rubbed her eyes blearily. She got up and stretched herself while yawning.
Then the memories of the previous day replayed on her mind. She giggled to herself and felt extremely happy that she didn't continue to drink like Peter had done after Nelson and the rest had left. Because if she had done so, she wouldn't have been able to remember anything.
Talking about Peter, Olivia suddenly recalled how he was stuffing himself with so much alcohol and grimaced a little. She could feel that something was definitely wrong with him.
And with this thought in mind, Olivia strode out of her room to the next one beside hers'
She knocked gently on the door sever
