A Fan Broke Into My Living Room
Yeah. And so the security was just not there. He was not in the car. And John and Julia were like, where the hell is security? And it's like midnight, 1 in the morning. And I call him, not answering. I call him 3 times, doesn't answer. He's supposed to be like at his post in the car, like holding the fort down. And then I text him. Him and I'm like, hey, where are you? And he's like, oh, I'm not there right now. And I was like, no, I know you're not here right now. He didn't really speak like full fluent English either. And so I was like, I understand you're not here, but like, I need you to be here. There's something, someone's trying to like get into the house. And he didn't respond. I was like, hey, will you be back anytime soon? Whatever. Ended up having to call the police and whatnot. But he, I don't even know if he returned that night.