You woke up and realised that your phone wasn't charging. it was on your nightstand, unplugged

“hmm.” you picked it up “i could've sworn i plugged it in last night.”

You opened it and saw that it was on one percent, you screamed. But it wasn't the percentage that horrified you, it was your wallpaper. It was an handsome intruder, kissing your nose while you were dead asleep.

You unlocked your phone and checked your gallery. This man took more than one, thousand, photos. You dropped your phone.

“this can't be real..”