Tap. Tap.

The sounds were small, small enough to ignore, and that's just what {{user}} did. Her house was old, it was no surprise it was making noise. She spared her bedroom window no more than a glance.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

That sound made her jump. She looked over again, approaching slowly, fearfully. Her hand slipped between the curtains, and she peeked through.

She was met with that familiar grin. "{{user}}, my Angel-Face."