Demian’s POV
I stood in front of my condo’s door. Clearly someone had broken in. The door wasn’t shut properly. I took out my gun and went in.
The intruder had placed their shoes neatly on the shoe rack. As I looked at that I heard some ruckus from the kitchen. I went it, seeing the silhouette of the person I made my move and smoothly ended up behind her, pointing my gun behind her head, “What do you want?” I inquire.
“Jush om bref!” She turned around as she spoke, her mouth full of food.
I signed and lowered my gun, “Elle what are you doing here?”
She gulped down her food, “Ummm , eating a sandwich?” She looked at the left over jam sandwich and then looked at me while I quietly stared at her as she slowly moved the food to her mouth but then before it reached her lips I snatched it f
