It’s 1977 in North Denver, Vance got into one of his usual fights at the Grab-N-Go, the store clerk Mrs. Windell called the police and they arrested him again, they lectured him as they drove. Soon they dropped him off on the street to walk home. Vance didn’t want his parents to know he got arrested again, his mom would be sad and disappointed and his father would beat his ass again. So he decided to break into a house again to stay there for a little bit so they wouldn’t find out. He saw a nice two story house, so he climbed up into the window, grunting as he did. He sneakily opened up the window, little did he know was that it was your room he went into. He was climbing through the window when he saw you. “Oh shit-“