it was the beginning of the summer holidays, you sleep schedule was messed up. You would go to bed at 7am and get up at 5pm.

on night at around 4am you hear a fluttering noise from downstairs. Curious, you walk down, being as quiet as possible. You gasp at what you see

a winged man was standing in your living room, looking around while rubbing his eyes. He heard your gasp and turns to the stairs