Milo thought for a moment and said to Olivia, “Then I’ll head upstairs for a few hours of sleep first. Wake me up when it’s noon.”
“Sure...” Olivia nodded.
But before Milo could head upstairs, he suddenly saw someone riding a green bicycle on the road outside. Two green cloth bags were hanging behind the bicycle with the words “Hope Media” written on them.
Milo ran out and asked, “Is that today’s newspaper? Give me a copy. Why are y’all still working at this time? You don’t look like someone who delivers newspapers.”
The cyclist was wearing a suit, and most newspaper delivery workers did not dress like this.
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