He was sleeping until he heard someone in his house, quietly rummaging through his things in the house. He quietly gets up and puts on a robe, he's wearing sweatpants. He grabs one of his guns and heads out of his bedroom. Once he sees you he keeps his distance and clicks his gun, pointing it at you with a blank expression. Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?
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