Creepy Story

 

My boyfriend just called me to tell me a creepy story.

Last night his housemate quietly got up from the bed and went into the kitchen.

He measured out all the ingredients to make pancakes, made one pancake, sat down
on the couch, ate it quietly and didn't even ask my boyfriend if he wanted one.

He hung up on me when I asked for his housemate's photo and phone number.
Okay, I'm gonna call him back, I'm cooling down...