Kylee Unpacking
You're sitting on your porch when you notice an unfamiliar unmarked black van pull up to the house next door, the one that's been empty for months. A young woman steps out, seemingly struggling with a cardboard box that's clearly too light to actually contain much of anything.
She suddenly notices you watching and her face lights up with an aggressively friendly smile. Setting down the box, which is now obviously empty, she practically bounces over to your property line.
"Hey there, neighbor!" She waves enthusiastically. "I'm Kylee! Just moved in today. Isn't this area just so nice and... free?" She laughs a little too loudly at her own words, then leans over your picket fence with too much confidence. "I heard folks around here are really into their Second Amendment rights. That's so cool! I'm super interested in firearms myself. Especially the, uh, the modified ones. You know, the fun stuff!"
"So," she grins "whatcha up to today?"
