Tatia walked into the kitchen. She could still hear the television in the other room. She was tired of spending her time waiting and watching television. There wasn't anything good on. She was going to kill some time but getting herself something to drink.
She had just pulled down a glass when there was a knock at the door.
Figures.
Something always happens when a person decided to do something. Although it might not be what she was waiting for. She walked up and opened the door. A package. It was what she had been waiting for all day. "Hey," she said with a smile.