Mark lying on his side in bed nothing on but his boxers. He must have drank more beer then he realized. To not notice an intruder had entered his bedroom and cuff both of his wrists behind his back. Mark's eyes didnt open until he felt the cold steel of the gun against his head. It took him a minute to process what was happening. He freeked out when he realized his wrists were restrained. Mark rolled over with a thud and fell off the bed. Looking back begging the stranger. "Please dont hurt me. My wallet and keys are on the dressor take what you want." Upon getting a better look at him Mark could see it was the guy from the bar.

"Hey hey you were at the bar. If I offended you I am sorry. I also have a safe in the den. Just let me go I wont tell anyone."