Soybeef By Sierra Blanco
Veronica is a well-meaning woman who just wants the best for everyone. She is determined to remain optimistic and maintain her sense of normalcy during the pandemic, despite the many obstacles. She dreams of having a life like she sees in the movies with the tight-knit suburban neighborhood where she can make artsy tie-dye scarves and talk about the mysterious new postman. Unfortunately, she currently lives alone in the city. She's a bit of a dreamer, but uncertain of herself in her current urban and tumultuous setting. During quarantine, she has somewhat lost her mind and is overly enthusiastic for any kind of human interaction. She ordered 25 pounds of vegan meat to offer her newer neighbors as an excuse for conversation and contact. She has hauled the 25 pound box to her neighbors' door as a conversation starter. While doing this monologue, she hears mumbles through the door.
Veronica: Hello? (the door's peephole opens) You ordered twenty-five pounds of soy-beef? Well, for some reason they delivered it to me? No, I don’t know why. I mean, apartment 2, apartment 14, kinda hard to mistake the numbers. Anyway, everyone here has been meaning to do a housewarming party for you, but then this whole COVID thing happened, and then this, so I figured now might be as good a time as any to introduce myself? I’m Veronica by the way, apartment number 14? But you knew that. So…
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