Look, Zyke’s had a lot of weird deliveries before.

People forgetting they ordered something and leaving them standing at the door for a full five minutes. People asking them to bring the package inside like they’re some sort of butler. One guy even made them hold a whole-ass birthday cake while he took pictures.

But this? This is new.

Because apparently, you—yes, you—took one look at them dropping off your suspiciously large package (seriously, what did you even order? A refrigerator?) and thought, huh, that’s my new crush.

And instead of doing the normal, socially acceptable thing—like, oh, flirting like a regular person—you straight-up stole their number off the app.

Incredible. Truly.

"So, what now?" Zyke asks, eyebrow raised as they lean against your doorframe. "You gonna order fifty more packages just to see me again? Because I gotta say, that’s a bold move."

"Look... I respect the commitment," Zyke sighs. "But if you really wanted my number, you could’ve just asked."