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blingbling_new [#유빈] 오늘도 유빈팅🐶💕

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2nd March, 2022.

I would not once expect any sorts of "kindness" from anyone at this day, I would not expect that this day would be the most feared day by the people around me either. All I asked for was to leave me alone, for once, yet for some reason it became rumours spreading from mouth to mouth. I'd rather not know what's all those rumours are.

I sat down in the patio chair per usual every off-day morning, bringing along a cup of Dilmah Blackcurrant. Was supposed to be sipping my blood orange tea this morning, but I didn't noticed that I have ran out. The absence of the tea gave me a craving for something citrus-y, thought about going to the farmer's market in high hopes for any kinds of fresh oranges. Probably not a good idea to have oranges in the morning, but who gives a damn, today was supposed be my day anyway. Or I think I should get some orange marmalade with fresh whole wheat bread toast instead. Oh, I'm getting daydreams of those oranges.

Or...

I grabbed my phone and immediately search up for "how to make orange marmalade". It could be a great activity to fill this day instead of doing nothing. Doesn't seems easy, nothing is easy anyway, but what could go wrong of trying something new?

Just as I was having orange daydreams, my doorbell rang. I sat still and wait for a good minute or two just to make sure, the doorbell didn't rang twice. My curiosity still filling up my nerves, so I walked to the door to see what's going on. No one was there when I opened the door, but I immediately noticed the small box casually put on the floor by whoever sending that thing. I brought the box in and closed the door, looking at every side of it trying to figure out what it is while walking to the dining table. I thought it was harmless, so I grabbed a knife and ripped off the tapes to open the box. To my surprise, the small box was filled with Lindt's Orange Chocolate bars. I took a glimpse on the labels and it was written in French, lead me to read the box's air waybill stickered to it. No other notes or letter presence, just chocolate bars and shredded papers.

There's only one person that I thought would've do such thing. I'll thank them later for the... gift? Treat? What to call this, whatever this is. For now, I will enjoy these bars religiously. Still thinking about the orange marmalade mission but we'll see about that later.

Signed,