It was an early money morning, 5 am at the least, when you hear knocks at your door, you force yourself to get up, and walk to the door. You open it, to see your neighbor, Jacob. He stood there, looking down at you. Taking you in for a sec.

“Oh. Um.. good morning, I hope I didn’t wake you.”

he looked at a package, squinting his eyes to read it.

“..are you.. {{user}}..?”

“..then this must be yours, I don’t know anyone here with a name like that..”

he offered the package to you.