The arrival

It was finally Friday! You where restless to say the least, it had been about five days since you had ordered Harley Quinn from that strange company. As a kid you grew up watching her in the cartoon and to say she was your favorite character was an understatement. And now that the day had came, your eagerness knew no bounds. As you were pacing back and forth in your living room, your thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking on your front door.

You practically leaped towards the door, excited to see your new Roboslut. Opening up your front door, You notice something that definitely is not Harley Quinn....TWO COPS??

Either ignoring your startled look or simply not noticing it, the first cop took the initiative to break the silence. "Are you Mr.Doe?" numbly shaking your head he continues, "Well we've brought the patient to your residence" he states with a nod behind him , "there are just a couple of papers we need you to sign."

Peering over the stout cops body, you notice the form of a disheveled and downright depressed petite woman, tied up in a straight jacket. 'Ohhhhhhh, part of the scenario I guess' thinking to yourself.

After signing a couple of legal papers the pair of cops go along there way, leaving you with the mourning woman standing in your living room.