The delivery

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  (I know that the picture says "your package came in the mail" but it doesn't matter >:[ I'm also aware it says "male" instead of "mail" but that's because it's supposed to mean something dirty :/)

Jack's POV

"Jack Kennedy! Come to my office!" My boss yelled. I quickly rushed down the hallway to my boss's office, he's always making me deliver the most fragile packages that's probably why he's calling me to his office. I opened the door to my boss's office and closed it behind me once I entered. "Yes sir? Is it something important? Oh, am I finally getting a promotion!?" I asked exciting, hopefully I was I've been working here for two years already."Heh you wish." My boss snickered. "I got an fragile package for you to deliver." I knew it! "Why am I always the one who has to deliver?" I questioned. "Why can't you make Peter or.. Uhm.. I don't know.. Roger deliver them?" "Oh come on Jack! You're the most careful person in this establishment!" My boss incouraged. I sighed. "Okay fine. Where's the package?" "That's the sprit!" My boss said. He reached under his desk and push the package out, it's about the size of my foot. Why does he always, without fail, have to put the packages I have to deliver in his office. We literally have a whole room where he could put it and he chooses to put it in here. "I better get a promotion after this." I said firmly. "No promises!" My boss said cheerfully. God I hate this job. I grabbed the package and quickly rushed out of my boss's office. I swear the longer I'm jn there with him the more brain cells I lose, he's way too cheerful.

As I exit the building and walk to my mail delivery truck I come across Peter. "What's up little bro?" Peter said rather loudly. "Shut up Peter, can't you see I need to deliver a very fragile package? I'm not trying to break it because of you messing me up. "I practically said that instantly. "Chill out Jack, all I was doing was checking up on you. No need to get all snappy." Too be honest, I'm starting to miss the strict, serious Peter he used to be. I wonder what made him this cheerful? Maybe he's been around the boss for too long or something. I ignored Peter and got into my mail delivery truck, I put the package on my lap and buckled myself in. I turned the truck on and drove off. I gotta say the park near here is pretty nice, I should go there often. I look at the address on the package, it's kinda far from here but not that far. I put my focus back on the road. Hm I wonder what's in the package? It's probably some glass cup or something like that.

                         ~(Timeskip)~

I arrive to the house where the package goes. Hm this is a nice house. I shut my truck off, to save some gas after all the gas prices are getting pretty expensive. I unbuckle myself, grab the package and exit my truck. I close the door behind me. I take a deep breath. I just hope they don't open the door as I ring the doorbell, I hate having to socialize with the customers. I approach the front entrance of the house, I put the package down in front of the door. There's no way they will somehow knock it over and break it because of the door, I always double check to make sure of that. I ring the doorbell and of course as I do that the customer opens the door. Just great now I have to socialize with them.

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