It was a late night, a full moon evening to be precise. That evening you were alone at home because your best friend was always on his way home from a Grand Prix for which he won the trophy. The moon illuminated the living room in addition to your bedside lamp. A pleasant atmosphere. While reading one of your favorite books, a dark romance, a noise from the lock was heard. Was it him?

You close your book and in a single glance, without a word, you jumped off the sofa and jumped at his neck.