𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

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THE GAME only costed $1000, which is cheap.

But for such a cheap price, I was expecting it to be delivered immediately but one week had already gone by and I kept waiting.

During that time, I kept myself busy by trying to learn how to kiss using my hand. Don’t judge me. How else was I going to learn to kiss a real girl if I didn’t do it on my hand?

Wait, she isn’t even a real girl. I forgot for a second there.

But the most important detail is that I have been keeping myself busy.

So I was active on my Instagram, admiring some cute couples when I received a notification I felt so good to get.

“Your package will be delivered to your house. Please send your details.

I danced when I read it, shaking every inch of my body, knowing my girlfriend, who's in a box, would be delivered soon.

Excitement brought anxiety when I thought about my decision to have a girlfriend. Would I be good enough for her?

I know every guy might worry about that at some point, but I had no reason to worry because she wasn’t real after all. She is basically programmed to love me. So I brushed that thought off.

I sent my details and waited in anticipation.

When I received a second notification, my heart skipped. The delivery man was at the door.

I ran downstairs, not caring whether I would fall off one stair and hit my head. It took me a while, but I rushed down each stair trying to be as careful yet as fast as I could be.

I opened my enormous door. The door was 3 times my height and it never quite made sense to me why my dad would make the front door that large.

My eyes caught sight of a very skinny, light-skinned man holding a large box. His skin clung to his bones in such a manner that I could see his skeleton. He was wearing a dark blue work suit with a badge written ‘delivery man’, but not even that suit was enough to hide his malnourished body. I was moved with pity as I glanced at him.

“Here is your package, sir.” He said to me slowly and nothing sounded creepier than his voice. It was raspy and high-pitched, like an alien from some sci-fi movie.

I grabbed the box from him. “Thank you, sir. Would you like some water? It is hot outside, and you have been out in the sun.”

He looked at me with a raised brow. “You’re a very kind and respectful young man. No one has ever shown me such kindness, but I have taken some water, thanks for offering.”

“Alright, no problem. So, is there anywhere I need to sign?”

“Actually, here.” He directed me to a board he got out of his bag.

I got the pen and sighed.

He was about to leave when I stopped him. I pulled out 10000 naira and stretched my hand to give him.

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “You don’t have to.”

“I insist. I really appreciate how you brought my package in a safe condition. So here is your tip.”

“Thank you once again.” He smiled and got the money, then waved bye.

I got into my house and carried my box along the stairs. How did that man carry this thing? It was so heavy so I rushed upstairs until I arrived at my room.

That box meant an opportunity for me to have the girlfriend I had always longed to have.

I opened the box and caught sight of pretty cool looking virtual reality headsets. They looked exactly like the ones James had, except mine were blue and his were black.

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