KATE walks leisurely to her mailbox for a short study break. Looks up, ponders at imminent rain. Sighs.
KATE opens mailbox and sees a parcel. Rising music starts. Maybe Mozart.
KATE takes parcel and hotfoots it back to SUBURBAN APARTMENT.
INT. SUBURBAN APARTMENT. DAY.
KATE grabs at parcel with great frenzy, shrieking in a slightly hysterical manner.

KATE looks up pensively, and wonders if life direction could be making crochet monsters full-time and not PhD afterall.
THE END*
Thank you so much Alice - I adore it. xx
*But really only the beginning for crochet and me.
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