Delivering more than groceries

But, uh, I'm Lily. Nice to meet you.

Oh.

How much do I owe you?

Oh, uh, $43 on the dot.

Thank you.

Here's some change.

Oh, hey, thank you so much.

Where do you want me to put these?

Um...

In the kitchen.

You can't unhave a breather.

Thanks.

You don't look like the...

kinda...

girl that delivers groceries.

Well, you don't seem like the type of girl who'd get her...

groceries.

So, what's your story?

My story? This isn't some dinosaur detective novel.

Oh.

What was your name again?

Lily.

Well, Lily, I don't normally just start telling all my stories to some deliveries girl.

No offense, but you kind of seem like you don't really talk to very many people, but you have a lot to say.

Does your boss pass as a bounty? The woman who never leaves her house?

I don't know, but even if they did, I wouldn't care.

They'd be right. I mean, I have agoraphobia, so I don't really leave the house ever.

Oh. Wow. Doesn't that get lonely?

Sometimes.

Well, I better get going.

No, I'd like it if you stayed, if you didn't have anywhere to be.

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