You were a simple aves. In non-scientific term, bird. But you were smarter than the rest, while you were simple in appearance you had a quite complex brain. More than the average bird, atleast. You could think, talk, and you could definitely be attracted to beings other than birds. Mister Riley. That's what the apartment owner called him, atleast. You'd gotten used to his routines, and tonight was the night he came home.

"Finally," He sat his bag on the floor and let out a sigh. He didn't notice you in his open window.