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Thumping echoed through my apartment at 8am the next morning. It was someone at the door who clearly had no consideration for others as the pounding seemed to get louder.. Until I realised it was because I was waking up and the pounding on the door was probably the same as it was to begin with.

"Go away." I croaked.

But still the knocks continued until I threw off the bedding and stormed from my bedroom. With bird nest hair and creases across my face from the pillow, I crossed my apartment. Not caring that I only had a long t-shirt to cover my bare body, I unlocked the door and opened it up.

A man spun on his heels and gave me a quick smile. "Hi."

"Hi." I grunted looking at him.

"Uh- Katy Hartwell?"

"Yeah that's me," I grumbled rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Great, I'm here to drop off your new car."

"The insurance came through?" I asked shifting off one foot and onto the other looking at the guy.

His blonde bushy beard smiled and his blue eyes left my face to look at the paperwork.

"Awesome. Hey you remind me of someone."

He paused as he tried to give me the paperwork to sign.

"Really?" He questioned.

"Hmm.. He's called Bacon." I remembered, quickly checking the details before signing.

"Oh, well he has a cool name, I give him that."

I giggled "He does." My eyes flicked to the pressed shirt and tie.

"What's your name?"

He stumbled but eventually gave up the name of Rob.

"He is Called Robert too, small world huh?" I replied handing the clipboard back and accepting the key from him. He tore off a slip and folded it up before giving it to me. "That's your copy. And it is.. Your car is parked in your bay out the front. Insurance has been moved over, so you are good to drive. Enjoy your day."

I smiled "I will do."

Twisting the key over in my hand I blinked at the key fob..

"Thank you!" I called down the hall before closing the door and racing to the window. I opened it slightly and leant out the window pressing the button to unlock it. Sure enough the lights flicked letting me know which was mine.

Shocked, I clicked it again and locked it before closing the window and walking away in.

"Holy shit.." I whispered. I examined the fob again before going back to the window.

They've made a mistake..

I unfolded the paperwork quickly to make sure I hadn't made a mistake and it stated that I, Katy Hartwell. Was the proud new owner of a Dodge Challenger SRT- Hellcat Widebody.

IN RED!

Looking around myself sneakily, I burst into squealing and danced myself stupid until I was out of breath.

I also spent 10 minutes at the window opening and re opening the car by the fob before dancing all over again..

I also spent 10 minutes at the window opening and re opening the car by the fob before dancing all over again

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