From the bushes.
No, seriously, we had a voyeur in front of our room last night. It was around 11pm, my sister already asleep, me at my desk reading fic, mom asleep... when the phone rings. The neighbour from across the street called to let us know there was a creep on a bike in front of my window looking into my room. Then the neighbour's husband shouted out: Seeing anything interesting there?, so the creep climbed his bike and drove away.
But I mean, I sat at my desk fully dressed, reading. What was there to see? It's not even creepy - it's just sad. Personally, I think he was just watching TV.
No, seriously, we had a voyeur in front of our room last night. It was around 11pm, my sister already asleep, me at my desk reading fic, mom asleep... when the phone rings. The neighbour from across the street called to let us know there was a creep on a bike in front of my window looking into my room. Then the neighbour's husband shouted out: Seeing anything interesting there?, so the creep climbed his bike and drove away.
But I mean, I sat at my desk fully dressed, reading. What was there to see? It's not even creepy - it's just sad. Personally, I think he was just watching TV.
