She hadn’t decided anything yet. The box sat on her kitchen table and stared at her with those words. “For when you decide”.
Felicity hadn’t ordered anything. She checked her phone. She was sure she hadn’t ordered anything. And what, exactly, was she supposed to be deciding?
“You’re the last thing I need right now.” Felicity said. There were no air holes, so at least it wasn’t a live gift. She hoped.
Another decision. It was ridiculous. She stood there leaning against her fridge and glared at the box. She hadn’t even got out of her pajamas. She was done making decisions.
Felicity took the scissors from the drawer and tore open the package. The box contained a fake ID, cash, and a futuristic looking gun. She didn’t know what it meant, but she nearly yelped when there was a knock at her door.
“You ready for this?” Came a voice.
No, not even close.