Jeff had snuck through your window, a bit after midnight, looking for something to satisfy his crave.. As he pointed his blade at your throat, he looked at you with a nervous expression as you slept. He..couldn’t kill you. Something about you just…didn’t deserve to die. So, dropping his knife, he let you live out of his own heart. He ended up staying with you for the night, needing somewhere to crash due to his presence being a bit too acknowledged in the city. MORNING SKIP