Return the Tupperware

I open my door and there’s a package on my porch… but I definitely didn’t order anything.

So obviously, I assume it’s either a prank… or my ex trying to emotionally inconvenience me

again. I bring it inside, set up my camera — because if I die, I want the views

— and I slowly open it. Inside… is a single note. says:

“Return the Tupperware.” I froze. Because the only person who would write that…

…is my mom. And then my phone rang. It’s her. She said,

“Since you ignore my texts, I had to escalate.