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Alex's POV

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It's been about twenty minutes since I tried to climb up this guy's wall and climb into the window. I've been planning to rob this apartment for about two days, and finally ranked up enough courage to do it.

And of course, the window was locked and I couldn't open it.

I didn't have a rock or anything to smash the window open with, which was really fucking great. And this fucking window was about thirty feet off the ground and I am very afraid to let go and drop to the bottom.

I've been contemplating whether or not I should tap on the window to see if I could get anyone's attention if they were home, and so far, I think it's the only opinion. Quickly lifting up my hand, I banged my palm on the window and then went back to gripping the ledge.

After hanging for about five more minutes, I repeated that again. This time, I heard a bit of rustling coming from inside.

"Hello?" I called out, banging on the window again.

Someone looked out the window and down at me, their jaw dropping. Oh shit, he's hot. He quickly opened the window and stuck his head out. "Dude, are you okay?" He asked me quickly.

I nodded, unaware of what to tell him about why I was on his window. Can I just straight up tell him I was trying to rob him? Would he call the police? I could easily tell him that I live downstairs and locked myself out even though that wouldn't make sense.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I told him, "Just a little, ya know, stuck...."

He laughed at me, "Well, how'd you get there?" He questioned with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm planning to use a rock climbing wall and wanted to see how hard it is to climb up a wall and now I'm stuck."

He began snickering quietly, covering his mouth and leaning against the wall. I sighed loudly, "Yes, I get it, I'm fucking dumb and you're really hot and I'd like to make out with you sometime, but, I'm kinda scared of falling and dying and would like if you helped me into your home right now."

"Oh, yeah, sure, sorry," He laughed, taking my arms and beginning to pull me through the window. My feet scrapped the brick wall and we pulled me through the window. I tumbled onto the ground and sat against the wall. "How fucking long were you out on my wall?"

I rubbed my head slightly, brushing some of the stray hairs out of my face, "I'm not sure, maybe like, half an hour?" I responded, trying to catch my breath.

He laughed and sat down next to me, "Now," he retorted and took my chin in his fingers, turning my head and forcing me to look at him, "were you trying to break into my house?"

"....Maybe,"