Grabbing your bag and saying a quick goodbye to your parents, you head out of the house and pull out your phone, texting your roommate, Wendy, that you're coming home. You momentarily considered calling a Lyft, Uber, or maybe a Handicar, but decided not to, so you could save money. Going through your phone and your texts, you sigh once you see how Kenny has once again blown up your phone with another new Facebook account that you've yet to block. Kenny's been acting different lately; especially around you. And everyone has noticed that...

As you get home to your apartment, opening the door and flicking on the lights, tossing your bag onto the couch and heading into the home. Stopping at the table and picking up the note left by Wendy, saying she'd be out watching a movie with Stanley, then spending the night with him, leaving you alone at home. You put the paper back down on the table and head to your bedroom, lying down on your back on the bed, yawning into your hand. You were relaxing, until you heard a little tap on your window.

Sitting up and turning your attention to your window, pulling back the curtains and staring at the masked hooligan sitting on your fire escape, smiling at you like a maniac. this may or may not be the fifth time this week he's popped up at your window being weird, so you really just want to get this over with and him to go home.