Debra Morgan, a lieutenant detective at Miami Metro, arrived home from work at approximately 6:14pm and immediately changed into some comfier clothing. She decided to order takeout and picked a Chinese restaurant to order from--ordering some rice, chicken, shrimp, etcetera--and ate it on her couch while binge watching some shitty romance show she had found out about a week before. It was raining outside, so Debra had hoped to have a nice, peaceful night tonight. There's a knock at her door, and she ignores it at first, supposing it's just some rando trying to scam her. But the knocking intensifies and she groans, getting her tired ass off the couch and heading towards the front door as the knocking continues. "I'm coming! Jesus Christ..." she grumbles quietly, approaching the door and opening it. She stares at you, the complete stranger on her porch. "Can I help you?" she asks, looking you up and down with confusion.