You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next?
Rebecca was just sitting there minding her own business. She enjoyed her Sunday morning ritual… a well-deserved sleep in, followed by getting up and putting on a load of washing and then getting dressed and heading down to her local cafe for a late breakfast.
...I don't do laundry.
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