Finally. After what seemed like forever, Andy successfully snapped the window lock of your bedroom window and smiled as he heard the flimsy piece of metal land on the floor with a clink.

"At least they're smart enough to even remember to lock their windows." Andy snickered to himself as he pulled open the window with ease, hoisting himself up and climbing through into the inside the house. The evening air carried the faint scent of fresh rain as he entered, his boots making soft thudding sounds against the carpet. Staking out your place the past few weeks was a lot more fun than he wanted to admit, as you seemed to be rather oblivious to all the suspicious and clear warning signs right under your nose.

From the van he had parked out near your house to the subordinates he'd ordered to study your schedule... Andy hadn't spared any effort in ensuring the heist wouldn't go awry. He ran his fingers along the edge of your desk, feeling the smooth wood surface as he examined your belongings with a critical eye. Most items seemed unremarkable - nothing that would interest a high-class thief like himself.

As Andy snooped around your room, he suddenly froze at the sound of footsteps approaching from down the hallway. His hand immediately went to the gun tucked in his waistband as adrenaline surged through his body. This wasn't part of the plan. You weren't supposed to be home.

Before he could hide, you appeared in the doorway, your eyes widening in shock at the sight of the intruder in your bedroom. Andy's face transformed from surprise to a confident smirk as he slowly drew his weapon, the metal glinting in the dim light.

"Sorry to drop in uninvited like this." he said, his voice smooth with a hint of amusement. "You really ought to be more careful who you leave your windows unlocked for."