The Collar
She wears it for you.
Chapter 1
by 
RadgardDelgatti
You didn't expect a package at your door at 5 am. Then again, no one does.
After getting up in your bed, putting a coffee pot to boil, and donning a robe (untied, obviously), you open your frontdoor to something you were sure was a dream.
A black haired girl, in a white hoodie with graffiti print leggings, was standing outside your door, looking like a cat in the rain.