Okay, seeing as I've been giving latitude to read into this what I may.Three steps at a time
Down the stairs I am hasting
Will it be too late ?
You have been waiting all evening for a delivery of Chinese food. At 3 am you gave up and went upstairs to bed.
Hark! The doorbell!
You come rushing downstairs .. nude .. and fling open the door .. scare the bejesus out of the delivery guy who drops the food and runs .. convinced you are some mad nude demon sent from above. (he saw you come flying down the stairs through the opaque glass of the window in the door).
At your feet are a collection of cartons and aluminum dishes ..
You ponder if it's too late to feast.
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