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"who does that dumb bitch think he is? that pack costed me ten bucks!" I exclaimed to no one in particular.

I reached the door to my apartment and dug through my jeans for my key. I jammed the key into the lock and threw the door open.

"I'm home!" I yelled, which is funny considering I live alone.

Well, I have two cats. So I'm not totally alone. Sam and Patrick meowed at me when I walked in.

They danced around my shins as I kicked my shows off as to say, 'give us treats, please.'

I chuckled softly and grabbed their bag of treats from the cupboard. "Here kitty kitties!" I cooed and shook the bag. They came running and jumped up onto the counter.

I gave them each a treat before putting the bag away. I walked up the stairs and stripped my legs of my jeans, replacing them with some shorts.

When I got back downstairs Patrick and Sam were fast asleep on the couch. I sat down next to them, grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV.

As I was channel surfing there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was the mailman delivering one of my many online purchases, I jumped up and "ran" to the door.

I ripped open the door only to be met with that dumb Brit from the park.

"Hello!" he beamed.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me."