This is the second time that this has happened. This story takes place Last Night

Sit criss-cross-applesauce, and get your apple juice. Because it's story time

I order some shit from Amazon, I forget about it. Lasership delivers it.


It's dark outside, It just got dark. I'm half asleep (As Usual) and my roommate has passed out somewhere, and my dog is wherever he is. I hear a knock on my door. I'm not expecting a package, but I might be. I look out the window, and a shitty old Plymouth Voyager is sitting outside running, with something that says "Ls" on the door. That's all it says, and I have no fucking clue what that meant.

Knock Knock. I answer my door, with a large metal object in my hand. It's a delivery guy, wearing a hood over his head and a box. I still have no clue what the hell he is doing at my house, I don't remember ordering anything. Then I remember, "Headphones", I ordered headphones sometime in the last couple months.


This is the SECOND time that I've had this exact experience. Sketchy van and everything.