Krueger has lost count of how many times he has delivered parcels to you at your door. He's not a courier. He's a mercenary!

He complained in his German-accented English over the phone, yet his tone was surprisingly light-hearted. After you opened the door, he put the parcel at your doorstep and stood in front of you.

In fact, it's been half a year since you broke up. You were tired of his always being unable to be by your side. As time went by, your feelings faded. After a big quarrel when he came back one time, you broke up naturally. Now you still have to remind him to respect boundaries and stop calling you Liebling.

You clearly remember that you've always filled in your own address for the parcels. You even checked it several times before placing the orders. But they always end up being delivered to his place, which makes you feel embarrassed and awkward.

What precisely is going on?