Disclaimer: I define this writing as a “Ramble book” this means it has no language, content, or stylistic guidelines. If you are aware and okay with viewing potentially vulgar or obscene content you’re free to continue, but fair warning: this is just whatever comes to my mind(intrusive thoughts included)

**Chapter 1**  
So- I went to check for packages on my porch like normal, to find a large, heavy box- which I did find odd because I didn’t remember ordering anything large. But I check and it has my address on it so i shrug and bring it inside, thinking i probably just forgot about ordering something, I take it inside and open it, and- Fuck, what the absolute fuck, Inside is several empty food containers, water bottles, and a weak, unconscious teenage girl, probably around 19\. I look around the box for clues of what in absolute hell this is and find a small note with the following text “If this packages arrives, I’m guessing you also received *me* I’m probably to weak by the time to arrive to be conscious, but I’m hopefully alive. Sorry for the inconvenience\!” I stare at the note, wondering if this is some sort of cruel joke, Then I look down at the girl for a moment, she’s about my age. I pace around the box looking at her for a while, trying to figure out what to do with her, but I decide one thing first: She needs to wake up and take a stupid bath, she must’ve been in that box for days because she smelled like crap.