…one of the advantage of working with orphanage is that no one would question me why there are a couple volunteers sitting in the backseat. Their task is simple, take a wrapped package and sit in the car for the few hours before giving it to a nice looking adult across the town.

…except now they aren’t going to be nice to me because half of the volunteers either went limp or frothing out of their mouth. And one remaining volunteer is without their bottom trying to get the wrapped package out right in the backseat.

…well fuck my life…