Come to think of it, it's the first time I've ever met a young girl delivering takeout.
I was working late and came home today, I was craving ribs but didn't want to cook, so I just opened the takeout app. There was a rib rice place not far from me, and the reviews were especially good, saying the ribs were cooked just right, and they were big and filling. I ordered a rib set meal, waiting to see what kind of surprise it could bring me.
I didn't expect that half an hour later, this surprise would come from the takeout rider—
Why was it a young girl delivering the takeout?
The girl had a fair complexion, a slender figure, and was wearing a floral dress that looked a bit old, very retro.
Should be a merchant delivery?
I paid a little more attention to the girl. Unfortunately, her expression was cold, and she didn't say anything, just handed me the takeout and left.
So it's a cold and aloof type...
I shook my head, watched "Go Fighting!" on the sofa while eating the takeout. When I was almost finished eating, two whimpers suddenly came from beside me.
I lowered my head and saw my golden retriever, Buddy, lying there drooling, looking at me expectantly.
"You're craving it, huh!"
I was both angry and amused, and threw the last two ribs to it. When I turned to clean up the trash, I found a plush toy in the takeout bag.
It was a carp plush toy, the length of an index finger, black, with only a pair of pale white eyes.
I picked it up, the slippery feel was very real, as if it would slip out of my hand in the next second.
This feeling made me very disgusted, and I quickly threw it back into the bag with disdain.
I don't like fish.
Or rather, I'm afraid. Every time I see those hollow, lifeless eyes, the wet body, I hide far away.
Damn, why are you sending a carp plush toy with a rib takeout?
Unlucky!
I cursed and put the takeout bag in the kitchen, grabbed a few cans of beer and went back to continue watching, and then went to bed drunk.
"Why..."
I couldn't tell how long I had slept, but a hoarse voice suddenly popped into my mind.
Just like... someone was speaking in my ear.
Why what?
A dream? I subconsciously reached for the water glass on the bedside table, waved my hand, but didn't catch anything.
I was a little annoyed, and with a strong stretch of my hand, I actually touched something very unfamiliar, a cool, oily touch came from my fingertips.
Holy shit! What the hell??
I was startled, quickly retracted my hand and turned on the bedside lamp, turning my head to look at the position where I had just reached.
A fish.
That carp plush toy was lying on the bedside table, its lifeless eyes staring at me.
I swallowed.
I clearly threw it back into the takeout bag!
I endured the headache after drinking, got up and went to the kitchen, and found that the takeout bag had inexplicably fallen to the ground, and the soup and water had spilled everywhere.
Did I drink too much and blacked out and accidentally knocked it over?
But there's no reason for the carp plush toy to come out, right?
I looked back in confusion, and saw Buddy at the bedroom door, looking at me pitifully.
"Buddy, don't turn over the trash next time!"
I scolded it and went back to bed to sleep.