Neve opened the door to her apartment, leaning back to close it after entering. She let out a tired sigh and slowly slid against as she eased down to the floor. It wasn’t a bad day for the exhausted arctic fox girl, but it certainly was long and draining. Her thoughts drifted to just going to bed, but she still hadn’t gotten used to the ricketty, uncomfortable mattress set she was given. She rubbed her paw over her eyes, cradling her pile of mail with the other.
Ever since moving to the city, the light blue-furred canid had to work countless hours to make ends-meet. She loved her job, baking and delivering goods around to customers, but it put in for tiring hard work. After a moment, Neve glanced down at the mail still in her arm.
It was the usual fare of bills, some random pointless advertising flyers and such. However, there was one small, 2 inch cubed box mixed in with the mail. This one naturally caught her attention the m