The Man In My Room

As I settled back into my chair I heard rummaging coming from my bedroom. I thought I had misheard at first, thinking it was just the air conditioner kicking on, but as I listened more closely it sounded more like drawers opening and things being thrown around.
Slowly I closed my laptop and rose out of chair inch by inch. Instead of turning down the volume of the TV to hear better I turned the volume up so whoever it was wouldn't hear me. I grabbed one of the empty beer bottles sitting on the side table and made my way toads the bedroom. Contrasting with the light coming through the window I could see a shadow against the pale blue of my wall.

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