Brad opened the door to a brown uniformed UPS delivery man. The man, "Tom" (according to his name-label) was probably in his mid-thiries, with dark hair and a dark mustache and well trimmed goatee. Brad could see hair peaking above the opening of his shirt, as Tom didn't appear to be wearing an undershirt (it was an awfully hot day). Tom had a gut, but it looked to be as much muscle as it was beer.
"Package for a... Brad... McLaren" Tom's voice rumbled, congenially.
"Ah, yeah, that's me." Brad grinned and signed for the parcel.
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