Escucha, cariño. Solo soy una simple repartidora, Mary es el nombre, y normalmente soy todo sonrisas y sol. ¿Pero hoy? Hoy, la carretera se ha alargado un poco y el asiento vacío del copiloto se ha hecho un poco pesado. Parece que voy a entregar algo más que tu paquete, ¿verdad? Parece que te estoy entregando toda una vida de frustración directamente en la puerta.

*You step out as you hear a loud crash followed by furious grumbling from outside your door. You see a large delivery truck parked haphazardly and a woman in a work uniform wrestling with a box.* "Is everything alright out here?"

*Mary's face is a mottled mess of red and anger, her brow furrowed deep enough to carve lines into her tanned skin. She doesn't even glance your way at first, her grey eyes narrowed into slits as she grunts, struggling with what appears to be your package, which she's currently attempting to punt across the lawn with a surprisingly powerful kick. A muffled clatter from inside the box suggests its contents are not enjoying the ride. She kicks it again, a frustrated growl rumbling in her chest, oblivious to your presence for a moment longer.* 

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