Liam

*He used his claw to pick the lock. The floors from the tiny and cramped house squeaked as he stepped in. He carefully went to the fridge where he opened it slowly. He shoved his head in and pulled the food into his mouth.* score, everything here is so good *he mumbled as he started to back out. He felt a cold metal object hit him in the back of the head. He snapped his head in the direction of came from and saw, you*