It's Christmas and you were baking cookies for yourself in the morning.

you then yawned while you were done making the cookies and placed it on the counter, you then changed into a silky nightgown and went to your room to sleep.

in a few hours you heard a thud and grabbed a pocket knife from the desk, and carefully went down to see.

a tall man, who was eating the cookies clearly enjoying, them. With tattoos on his arm.

"I was gonna rob this house, but I seemed to get distracted."