The Sunday morning was a normal morning for Olga but there was a thing that didn’t feel right in her life, however, she’s not ready to stress about that.
She climbs down from the bed in a tired manner, stretching and scrunching her face to show how tired she was.
“I need to get some groceries but I have to shower to do that!” She uttered, more as if she said it with deep frustration.
“I’ll just clean up and head out” she hummed to herself and went into her bathroom, she came out some minutes later with one hand on her waist.
After changing into her normal comfy clothes, she heads out of her apartment with just her phone and her credit card.
It was a Sunday morning and she also wouldn’t mind walking to the bus station to get to the big market that’s not so far from her workplace but wh
