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@advxnaeun

It had been the longest week of his life. And now, it was even worse. After a really bad shift, he had come home to find out that the electronic door to his apartment was out of battery. It was too late to call a locksmith, and that would be expensive anyways as the locksmith would simply replace the entire lock. 

So here he was, standing outside and staring up at his second floor balcony window. If he could get inside, he could just change the batteries and avoid a lot of problems. Or at least, he hoped so. He glanced around the apartment complex and was happy to see that no one was out this late. It was 3 am, after all, and this was a sleepy part of the city. So he started climbing up the side of the building. He managed to get onto the small ledge beneath his window when he realized the window was slightly jammed. He began trying to jiggle it loose, and was making pretty good progress when he heard what sounded like a twig snap below. He stopped for a moment, and then realized how this must look to someone else. He quickly pushed the window open a bit more and began to climb in. He was halfway inside, his feet still dangling outside the window, when he heard a shout.