Warehouse of the Apocalypse
Standing in front of the pile of newly unpacked down jackets, I snapped a photo of myself eating meat, with the stack of winter gear clearly visible behind me.
A friend request from Delilah came through.
A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I accepted it.
The video call came instantly. She was screaming the moment it connected.
"Where the hell are you?! Where did you get all those clothes?! Get them to me right now! I’m ordering you, did you hear me?!"
Her lips were purple from the cold, and her face pale. Wrapped in a thin blanket, she shivered violently inside the villa.
Right in front of her, I picked up an expensive down jacket and calmly wiped the dust off my shoes with it, then
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