After a rather brief 30 minute drive home due to traffic Rebecca came through the door. Katie was, as usual, on the sofa watching what Rebecca considered a god awful movie of some kind.
"Hey, Sis - before I forget we had a knock on the door at midday today. I answered it, but all that was on the porch was a six pack of some shit called 'Power Pills'. Fuck knows, right? Anyways, they're on the side in the kitchen. They were free right so I wasn't gonna leave em out there," said Katie.
As Rebecca hung up her coat she remembered the can she received earlier today. She pulled it out of her coat pocket. She turned on the kitchen light and examined the pack of cans. All of them were about the size of a large 'Monster Energy' drink but they were filled with ... pills? Apparently they were called 'POWER PILLS!' - it was written in big orange letters on the side of each can.
"Hey, Katie - you said you didn't catch the guy that delivered them?"
"Nah, Sis. Sorry, why?"
"Ah, don't worry about it. Just an odd thing to receive is all."
"You can say that again ... don't by the way - that was rhetorical."
They both laughed and Rebecca plonked herself down in front of the TV next to Katie. They huddled up close to each other and proceeded to watch the piss awful movie Katie had on. Rebecca turned off the lamp; the only light illuminating the room now came from the television.