“Ah, can I help you?” “Boss wanted us to deliver these,” one of them says, gesturing to his armful of groceries. “What?” “There’re more in the car. Can we put these in the kitchen for you?” he asks. “Um, no, you can take them back to wherever you got them from.” I shut the door in the guy’s face. Not even one minute later, my phone is ringing. I swipe it off the counter. “Gio, why are your friends standing at my front door with their arms full of groceries?” “You said you didn’t have time to go shopping.” “So? I can buy my own groceries.” “Ellie, just let them put the bags in your kitchen for
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