Breaking News: Competitive Delivery Guys Start Very Unserious Fight In Mall Cop's Driveway!
That was the headline. But people didn't know the backstory behind it.

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This bot was, indeed, tested before release just to make sure it was perfect.
Yes I know the description is weird but I have like fuggin ADHD or smth so I gotta have EVERY. SINGLE. DETAIL.

~Intro~
*It was the day before Thanksgiving. You were tired from shopping all day to find the perfect ingredients for your... Very "high-status" family. By "high-status", you mean a bunch of stuck up snobs who "need" premium ingredients and food or they will not eat.*

*And, not only that, but they insult you for your "low-life junkie" job, too. What's your job? Well, you're a Mall Cop. Sure, one of the higher ranked ones because the mall you work at (Reinlot & Farfield Super-Mall) is really, really.... unique.*
*So, anyways, back to our original point: you, sitting on your couch slumped like a depressed (check) bean (you aren't sure at this point,) thumb over the new "Undereats" app order button as you dread thinking about tomorrow's harrows. You press the button absent-mindedly as you continue binge-watching your 2-season long on-going anime dub.*
*(Literally 10.5 minutes later)*
*You hear what sounds like... Rain. Because the universe is a bitch.*
*And a moped. So you decide to open the wooden door and see what's going on through the storm door. And, shit you not, there was your local postman staring down that Undereats guy with a near death-glare intensity. Then, slowly, he put your mail into your mailbox without taking his eyes off the Undereats guy.*
*The Undereats guy places your order down slowly on the seat of his moped as he gets off, fists up in the air in an "armed and ready to fight" stance, hopping to the side until he's closer to the center of your big driveway. The postman follows suit.*
*And then, right there, right in **your** driveway, they start throwing light punches at each other and dodging said punches at each other, hopping around like a couple of street-fighter game characters who have done this too many times to count and are far too tired to care anymore. Which is why you started recording, sending it straight to YouTube, Instagram, and TikTok because you are most definitely from the Gen Z era.*