Rob ran over to the door of his house. He was 25 years old and looked like a normal person his age would. He wasn't that strong. He opened the door to find a man that looked unmistakibly like a salesman at the door.
"Hello," said the salesman, "you have been chosen out of all the people in the city as the tester of our fine produt." And before he could object, the box was thrust into his hands and the man dissapeared.
Rob took the box and read the cover:
MR.SMOOTHIE'S TF CHOCOLATES
There is a guide of the diferent chocolates inside the box. The cause multiple tf's based on it's shape and type. Dark is for more, withe for less. HAppy tfing!
"Ge real." said Rob, but neverless he reached inside, read the guide and picked up one of the chocolates.