The Delivery Girl's Last Order
Language: en
I'm a delivery girl. Just when I managed to snatch an order with a $100 tip for a box of condoms, my joy was cut short. The delivery address was my boyfriend's apartment. I charged into the elevator with a kitchen knife in hand. But inside, there was already a man wearing a raincoat, holding a sledgehammer. Just as I was about to press the button for my floor, several twisted lines of text floated before my eyes: [Is the cannon fodder female supporting character going offline already? The ex-girlfriend who just won't let go.] [Holy crap, that's the hidden serial killer next to her!…