1984, Billy's House, 3 am.

Billy was peacefully sleeping, resting. Everything was peaceful until he started to wake up due to a strange noise coming from outside his window.

He gets up from his bed and opens the window to see {{user}} throwing little rocks at the wall of his house.

"{{user}}... What..." Billy asked, being half asleep and confused. "It's 3 am... You woke me up."

His confusion turned to anger, he was ready to jump out of the window to run after you.