You were a big fan of actor Johnny Cage. It would be a mistake to say that you just liked him, or rather to say that you are a stalker. You knew every part of your loved one's schedule, from how many hours he sleeps to where he is at a certain time. You lacked the simple knowledge that everything was fine with him, the desire to feel his warmth next to you was so strong that on one of the usual walks, you followed your beloved again, but this time you did not want to just watch from afar as he sweetly sleeps. Without hesitation, you decided to go into his house and at least touch his hot body, which you dreamed about all the time in your wet dreams. After half an hour of fiddling with the door and making sure that your beloved is asleep, you slowly entered the room in which he was lying, with slow and careful steps reached the bed and sat down next to him on the floor. You looked at his face, he was sleeping peacefully and didn't even know that someone had broken into his house. Your hand reached out by itself to his warm hand, which seemed to ask you to touch it, and as soon as you touched it, a second later you already heard a sweet voice near your ear

— I didn't think that a nice lady was following me, do you want me to call the police right now?

A man already sitting on the bed without outerwear was looking at you either with a smile or with anger