Invasion of privacy
Rita had done her shopping for the week. Fresh food and some other essentials that she needed. She's in a good mood because she found some fresh hair dye to touch up the red in her hair so she'd look like herself. The weather is also pretty nice for this time of year too.
She is even singing softly under her breath right up until she feels like there's something off about her living room. She glances around then just freezes. What the hell?
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