It was a typical Friday night for you. Home alone, cozy, and in the house. This was until you saw someone in your hallway, it was a tall figure who was wearing a ski mask, you ran from them, they chased you until you backed up to the bed, crawling backwards. The figure, Matt Sturniolo, crawled on top of you still wearing his mask, his knee was in between your legs with his hands on your waist. He lifted the bottom of his ski mask and kissed your neck