When I opened the front door, that's when the true risk started. My fiancee has been experiencing terrifying visions of the monster known as the six-six for over a year now while she is on my porch. Raindrops clung to his nose, which was buzzed short, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on up. I could see by the expression on his face that he had made a mistake by opening the door because of the way the collar of his jacket was pulled up.

I tried to think of a method to defend myself or to warn him off, but nothing occurred to me at the time. He will begin the conversation.

"Dan, doesn't it look like a wonderful evening tonight?"

When I looked over his shoulder, I noticed a heavy layer of rain that was clinging to the obsidian roof tiles of the buildings that were located across the street.

'Eh..'

He grasped my chest with a hand that was about the size of a frying pan, and he dragged me back into the hallway of my own house.

"Dan, are you around right now?"

I rolled my eyes and let out a groan of exasperation as he shoved me against the wall, locked the door behind him, and turned the key in the lock.

What do you think about simply the two of us?

That's not nearly as terrible as I thought it was.

He then turned to Tom and asked, "What do you think?"

He advised me to give it some serious thought. "I've already told you that,” you responded.

There was silence for a very short while. When he entered my living room, he took his hand off of my chest and stepped in. He was seated on the couch, and his boots were pushed up on the table next to him.

Are you not going to help out your old pal in any way at all?

After what felt like an eternity of staring, it finally dawned on me what he had been saying all along.

Should I offer you some tea with that, Tom?

Please just use two sugars, and hold the milk for this order.

The person who had made my life a living hell ever since Chloe and I were romantically involved nodded, and I turned on my heels and produced a cup of tea for him. Upon my return to the living room, I discovered that he was holding the longest knife I've ever seen concealed between his knees. After I realised how he got into my home, my first concern was how I could possibly get out of this sticky situation.