So a man walks into my house...

I woke up Saturday morning and walked out of my room, when something caught my eye. I didn't have my contacts in and my vision was blurry, but I noticed a person sleeping on my couch. I thought it was Olivia at first because she will sometimes try to crawl into my bed, but as I got closer, I realized it was a college age guy..sound asleep..in his boxers. I shouted to get him to wake up and he opened his eyes slightly, mumbled, "I'm sleeping," and fell back asleep. I shouted again, and reminded him that me removing him from the house was the last thing he wanted. I snapped my fingers and his eyes shot open. He reeled back on the couch as I told him to get dressed and get out. As he threw his pants on, I asked him how he got in, to which he kept replying "I don't understand."

I walked him to the garage. I had checked his ID and address so I could find him if anything was missing, I pointed his way home and he left. He came back that afternoon and apologized. Turns out he is a nice kid, home for summer an made a mistake after a long night of drinking.

Ah, the adventures of my life.