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KEYS JINGLING…CLUNK…CREAK…SLAM… “Boy am I glad easter is finally over. I don’t think I could stand another person going around talking about their religious ties and why it’s so important to search for painted eggs left from the almighty easter bunny. Literally makes no sense to me to be honest” Clara said arriving to her flat within the city It was always a busy time during any holiday at the hobby shop she worked at, and having just finished a bustling day shift, she was beyond thankful she didn’t have to cover the evening rush. Hanging her keys and purse upon their respective hooks, she turned around stopping suddenly at a mysterious package resting perfectly center on her coffee table… “What the? When did this get here?” she questioned chocking it up to one of the girls at the shop playing a prank on her for her incessant ranting about how much she hated easter …it was a small white box perfectly wrapped with a pink bow securing down the lid. As Clara approached it