TWO

"Put the pan down Rupunzel."

he said sarcastically, as I kept my grip on it tight, eyeing the stranger who was casually lounging on my couch, not even bothering to look up from the episode of Orange is the New black he was currently indulging in.

"Wh-who are you, and what the fuck are you doing on my couch?" I shakily asked, still staring him down.

"I'm your guest for the night," He paused for dramatic effect.

"And terrible service if I must say so myself."