My friends Serial killer encounter
So my friends homie once went on this date with this guy she met on tinder. for the sake of the story and for the safety of her, lets call him A and we will call her S. S lived in new York city and A was just visiting.
The date started ehhh and it was pretty awkward but he seemed like a nice guy so she continued entertaining his dumb icebreakers and questions. Towards the end of the date during a Extremely awkward moment, the silence was finally broken by A saying "Soooo I have a flight at JFK super early in the morning and do you think it would be okay if I slept at your house for a little?" She reluctantly said yes because she didn't really know him but he seemed trustworthy enough as long as he minded his own business and didn't do anything weird. THIS WOULD BE THE WORST MISTAKE SHE HAS EVER MADE.
At about 11 they get to S's house and they walk in the creaky small New York apartment (if your from New York you know what i'm talking about lol). it was a one bedroom one bathroom apartment with a small kitchen, hallway and living room with a couch big enough for someone to stay the night on. The smell of weed and sounds of your neighbors (not so healthy relationship) filled the air as well as the bustling traffic outside. she lived a few story's up.
After setting up his makeshift couch bed S said "Soooooo... Im gonna go to bed, help yourself to food or coffee or whatever you need, Goodnight." He replied "no worries thank you so much for letting me stay." She walked towards her bedroom and shut the door and instinctively locked her bedroom door which would be the best decision she has ever made.
At about 1 am she wakes up to the sounds of rustling which she dismisses as him "probably just packing or making food or something" and her eyes drift back to sleep. Then, about 30 minutes later she's woken up to 3 soft knocks on her bedroom door. "Hey can you open the door, I need water." Her being half asleep half suspicious and probably annoyed she ignores him and just pretends to be asleep. 10 seconds pass and he knocks again. "hey, I need water" 10 seconds pass. he knocks again, with every 10 seconds the knocking gets more and more aggressive. S starts to feel that somethings wrong but keeps faking asleep. Then at one point he's slamming her door saying "LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME THE FUCK IN". S yells at him to "Get the fuck out weirdo i'm calling the police!" She quickly hears him run away and slam the front door shut while proceeding to run down the stairs of the New York apartment building. S still hasn't called the police but after 30 minutes she finally musters up the courage to slowly walk to her bedroom door and unlock it. As she opens the bedroom door her heart drops at what she sees.
THE WHOLE FUCKING HOUSE IS COVERED IN PLASTIC.
UPDATE: there was a hoax that is going around about the hinge date story and it became an urban legend but I TRULY TRULY believe this is where it came from because this story is %100 COMPLETELY TRUE! I WISH it was fake bro i really do.
Also just wanted to include she lived in deep new york near jfk which is also why she was less suspicious about.