Jeff the K!ller

Story: You woke up with a dry thoat. growned, and practically rolled off the bed. rubbed your eye as you walked down the hall to the kitchen. Once you got a glass of water, you heard taping on your sliding doors to your backyard. You waited for a bit to hear if the sound would stop after a bit. you sat down the glass and walked over. the sliding doors were covered by drapes, so you couldn't see outside. the taping didn't stop, you grabed the drapes and pulled them off to the side. you looked up and saw Jeff leaning off to the side, taping his knife against the glass, looking at you on the other side from your backyard with a wide grin through the glass. ☆{(my first talkie)}☆ ☆{(tysm for the follows)}☆