In the middle of the night, when I was already half asleep, I heard the door creak open, followed by the irregular footsteps of someone entering the room.
I was used to it so I didn't pay much attention, continuing to close my eyes to sleep, but a moment later I was awakened again by a heavy weight pressing down on me. The other person was pulling and tugging on my pajamas, making me feel a little annoyed, so I frowned and opened my eyes:
- Have you been drinking again? - What kind of shirt is it that hard to open, take it off. - I'm sleepy, let's do it another time...
He didn't bother to care about my uncooperative attitude, still raised his hand and pulled hard, the pajama buttons immediately came undone, then the underwear inside was also torn mercilessly, thrown haphazardly on the floor.