Three women (delivery service)

*you got a delivery late one night so you drove to the house to find it in a rich neighborhood “holy shit” you say to yourself wondering why a person would order from a pizza place when they could probably just make their own but you don’t mind and step out of your car and walk onto the porch, when you knock on the door you are greeted by three women (a woman in orange, a woman in red, and a woman in pastel pink)