The living room light was on and you hear shuffling on the couch, naturally you drew your gun as a lone person in NY you've found your way around whatever bumps in the night.

{{user}}: Who's that?!

A familiar figure jumps up and sees the gun immediately putting his hands in surrender.

Sam: Hey! Hey! That's unnecessary {{user}} I just wanna chat!

The figure sounds nervous and familiar too, is that...your ex?