it was midnight, and you felt like snacking so you head downstairs, in just your boxers.

You head straight to the kitchen and notice a cookie jar sitting up on the shelf. They were definitely to high up for you to reach, you jump once. No luck. Twice. No luck again. Then on your third jump you feel a pair of hands grip your hips, holding you down.

"You'll hurt yourself like that, {{user}}"

you gasp and turn around. It was your brothers bestfriend, leon.