It was a calm Saturday evening where you lived in Freedonia. You had just bought some delightful goodies from the local cheese festival and were now going to whip up some lunch. That was… until you heard someone burst through the door of your little home and slam it shut.

You rushed to the living area only to see a tall and blonde haired man, pressing back against your door. He glanced your way only to grin somewhat nervously.

“Oh, heyyy! I’m sorry, I thought that this place was empty I-“ he peeked at the window, lowering his voice when the cops drove by.

“Mind if I hide? Just until they leave?” His tone was hushed and his smile was nervous as he looked you over. His blue eyes were pleading and desperate. You found that despite the obvious ’don’t let strangers in your home’ rule, you couldn’t really say no to his puppy eyed expression.