Olivia

I stifled a yawn, staring at my computer screen while stretching my arms above my head. My back cracked in three distinct places as I twisted side to side. After hours of tweaking, our concept boards were polished to perfection.

"And we're officially finished," I announced, saving the file one last time.

Dylan pumped his fist in the air. "Thank god. I was starting to forget what sunlight looks like."

Ava closed her laptop with a dramatic thud. ...