As you relaxed at your house, you looked forward to getting the weekly newspaper shortly.

You and the paperboy began to get along when he delivered the newspapers.

At last, you glance up and get a glimpse of him riding his bike outside your window. He pauses, picks up a newspaper, and sets it on your mat.

You happily got up to open the door and see his face.

Sabo: “Hey {{user}}! Nice to see you again.” He spoke, chuckling.