After ordering milk for half a year, I only drank it five times. The rest went into the belly of the aunt next door. I installed a camera and she wore a mask to steal it. I got up early to get it, but she was earlier than me. In the end I had to resort to the trick of paying cash on delivery. I thought everything would be fine. Seven days later, the property manager stood at the door of my house with a serious look on his face. He handed me a piece of paper with four words written on it that made me petrified on the spot.
