[R] Sign Here, Please [ Kess / Ainsley ]

[Indubitably]

Kess had always enjoyed delivering to this part of town.

The apartments were expensive, modified from old english style townhouses, and usually, the elderly folk that lived around here had stories to tell her when she dropped off their mail. Today, though, she had a package addressed to one 'Miss Ainsley McMahon', and by the way it gave when she squeeze it, it was something soft.

In her years as a mailgirl, Kess had gotten rather good at guessing contents. She reckoned it was a pillow, plush, or some kind of linen. Most likely one of the first two options.

A cheerful knock, and she pulled out her small, electronic signature pad. Whomever sent the thing cared about it, since they'd paid to make sure it was signed for.  

[Appeal]

There had been a few moments before the thunder of footsteps could be heard running down the stairs and then a few moments after that, a push of plastic against the floor, and then a head peeking out of the window at the top of the door. It was a child, and she stared at Kess intently before she disappeared from the window again. It didn't take long after that for the door to crack open and two eyes to peer out. Ainsley had spotted the package, and excitement grew inside. Did her mother send her a gift? Maybe her father did? She didn't consider that it could be for her sister. Oh! Oh! A little smile was forming on her face as she swung the door all the way open.

The girl stood there with two stuffed animals in her arm, a pristine white one with a bowtie and then a bit of a worn brown one with a lot of patches. The child clung to them, and gave a small curtsy to the mailwoman.

"Greetings, how can I help you today?" She said, trying to sound as mature as she could.

 

[Indubitably]

"Well, hello there!" Kess' grin was wide, friendly as she bent slightly to make eye contact with the young Ainsley. "You must be the Lady of the house." Holding out a small clipboard, the tall blonde indicated a line, and offered the girl a pen.

"If you are, indeed, a Miss McMahon, please do sign here, and accept this delivery. I was told it was urgent, and of utmost importance."

Kids were great, especially friendly ones like this. Although, Kess had a certain fondness for the ones that acted like dogs, and attempted to bite her. Ah, the joys of being a mailwoman.  

[Appeal]

A lady! Ainsley most definitely was pleased at being called a lady and not a child, smiling a bit widely at the mailwomen as she held out the clipboard to her. She was most definitely one of the Miss McMahons that occupied this house. She couldn't help but stare at the package for a moment though, still curiously wondering what was in it when she mentioned it was urgent and important. Perhaps it was a new outfit from her mother? No, that seemed unlikely. Her mother wouldn't ship high quality fashion in that sort of packaging.

"I am Miss Ainsley McMahon, Lady of the House!" She was most proud to announce such a fact, carefully taking the the pen from her and looking over the clipboard, direly trying to find out where she was supposed to sign. She didn't know where to sign it and it brought a bit of a frown to her happy face.

"I hope it isn't too urgent, I don't know where to sign it," she said with a hint of worry.