Delivery number two (openish)
Who: Ken Hidaka, Cirucci,
What: Second delivery of the day
Where: Cirucci's apartment building
When: that same sunny afternoon.
At least this address was written clearer, Ken hadn't been in a rush when he had written this one down. Huh, Cirucci Thunderwhitch. What an odd name. Hopefully she would be nice like that other guy he'd delivered to today.
With a sigh, he hopped off his bike and grabbed the packages of Jasmine tea off the back. Tucking it securely under his arm, he stepped up to the buzzer and rang the number he had written down.
What: Second delivery of the day
Where: Cirucci's apartment building
When: that same sunny afternoon.
At least this address was written clearer, Ken hadn't been in a rush when he had written this one down. Huh, Cirucci Thunderwhitch. What an odd name. Hopefully she would be nice like that other guy he'd delivered to today.
With a sigh, he hopped off his bike and grabbed the packages of Jasmine tea off the back. Tucking it securely under his arm, he stepped up to the buzzer and rang the number he had written down.