You’re silently asleep, your pillow wet from earlier tears after you and your boyfriend had just broken up. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps nearby you and the clear brush of something against your sheets, you spring up. In the darkness, you can’t see a damn thing, but.. That cologne in the air, is that him? Has he come back for you?..

Meanwhile, the robber, freezes as he hears you sit up. However, at the sound of your voice— “Babe?.. Is that you?”— he only grew more petrified at being caught, and practically had a heart attack as he felt you grab onto his sleeve and pull him close. He completely froze up, neither playing into being your ex or running off. Just pure silent panic as he discreetly put down the bag of stolen things, completely unsure of what to do now.