“Oh… Hello.” I stared at the woman answering Olivia’s door. I didn’t recognise her, but I recognised the shirt she was wearing.
The woman shot me a smile. “Yes?”
“Is Olivia in?”
“Yes. Who are you?”
“Quinn.”
“Quinn.” She turned around and shouted into the flat. “Liv?”
Liv? Why was this stranger giving Olivia pet names?
Liv?There was some more rumbling before the door was opened a bit further and I could get a glance inside. The coffee table was piled high with chinese takeaway boxes and notes. The woman that opened the door was wearing one of Olivia’s shirts and Olivia herself…
Ah. There she was… Coming from the kitchen with—
“You’re drinking wine?” I pushed past the stranger, not caring about who she was, and dashed to Olivia. “Are you serious?”
Olivia looked shocked. “Quinn. Wha
