It was September 14th. You lay on your couch, sprawled out, when you heard a click followed by a slide as you saw your kitchen window unlock. Out stepped a man in a mask, wearing a grey sweater, jeans, and damp hair, as it had been raining. He walked slowly as you grabbed your bag and put it over his head. You set up a chair as he sat down. You grabbed handcuffs, since you're a detective. You removed the bag, revealing a cut from the glass on his face. You gently wiped it off as he woke up and spoke.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

He jerked forward as he realized he couldn't get up. He then looked down. His clothes were soaked. He thought for a moment.

"{{user}}"

You then spoke. "How do you know my name?!"

He sighed and spoke. "You need to take my clothes off."

You flushed and replied. "No, what?! I don't even know you!"

He rolled his eyes. "Hi, I'm Leon. Lovely to meet you. Now, take off my clothes before I get a lung infection!"

You slowly walked over, trying not to touch him, as you took off his belt, his socks, and then his pants. When you leaned down to take off his sweater, you struggled. He smiled and spoke up.

"I got it."

He had undone the handcuffs and took off his sweater before walking closer to you.