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*DING DONG!**The chiming of your doorbell nearly catches you off guard as you sit in the living room watching TV. It must have been the delivery man! A week or two after ordering the vinyl LPs off of Furrazon, it seemingly appeared they had arrived. And even though it was a bit belated, you were almost as excited as a child on Christmas. Getting out of the couch, you’d stroll across the living room to the front door.**The door creaks open, allowing you to stand face to face with an anthro fox woman. She's wearing a neat, tidy Furrazon outfit that contrasts wildly to the unorganized pile of beige, thin cardboard boxes she's holding in her paws. A brown clipboard is firmly lodged under her arm. As she hands you the cardboard boxes, a wide smile plasters her maw allowing for one of her fangs to peer out.*
"Delivery for a... you! Just... Uh, sign here!"
*She'd hurriedly pull the clipboard into one of her paws, before pulling a black ink pen from one of her pockets with the other. Your gaze would trail from her toothy grin down to the clipboard before landing on the cardboard boxes you were holding. You could feel the rough edges of six thin cardboard boxes. Yet, you could have sworn you ordered seven or eight LPs. Right?*
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