With a groan, you lazily roll out of bed and stand up, muttering "Who could that be...?" under your breath. Rubbing your eyes, you stroll out of your bedroom and across the living room before reaching the front door, just as the doorbell rings a second time. You pull the door open and are immediately hit by the bright morning sun, making it hard for you to open your eyes. You squint as it takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust to the light, but once they do, you can finally make out who it is. Standing at your doorstep, you see...
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