Delivery Boy
A bell that’s what woke me, the front door, the post probably I sleepily thought looked at my phone nearly ten o’clock grunting I grabbed a shirt to throw over myself and went to answer the door. It was a man at the door well a teen maybe in his 20s longish blond hair to his neck covered by a cap, wearing baggy jeans, baggy top looking at me a bit stunned after a while he then shook his head then asked me to sign for the delivery. After I did he brought it in then left, he was heading out the...