Olivia
I go through my tote bag, double-checking that I haven't forgotten anything. Lip gloss? Present. Book? Got it. Pen? Yes. Earpiece? That's in there too.
Content with that, I cross to my wardrobe and grab a jacket to put on over my sleeveless crop top. Need to make a decent impression.
I spotted this little restaurant not far from here a few days ago. Decided to apply for a position there since it's the weekend. It shouldn't be too taxing. They only do drinks and light bites.
I pick my phone up off the bedside table, check the door to confirm it's locked, and make my way into the living room.
Sarah's on the sofa, fully engrossed in her favourite programme. She glances up as I enter, her gaze travelling over me from head to toe. A smile spreads across her face.
Perhaps this is on
