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So last night, i'm laying down in my bed sound asleep and all of a sudden, there are two flashlights in my face and men's voices. I jumped out of my skin. like no joke, that is not just an expression, i felt like a cartoon the way my eyes bugged out of my head. they were cops, asking me all these questions, and i had no idea what was going on. Apparently, someone had broken into my apartment and dave's apartment. And, to make matters worse, they said "not to fighten you, but we think he's still here". They rushed me downstairs in my pijamas. I'm standing there in the hallway, when all of a sudden, one cop downstairs in dave's apartment yelled "i found him he's here!". The guy was still in dave's apartment, but apparently his partner had gotten away with some of dave's stuff. I went online and started messaging dave that he needed to get home, right now. He walks in with a friend, and the guy who is now in police custody is still claiming that he wasn't there to rob us, he's never robbed anyone, he had been mugged. And was hidiing out in our apartments? With dave's wallet in his pocket? Believable story. THen when dave walks in, he starts acting like he knows dave and they're good friends; this is not, in fact, the case. What a wild night. I am exhausted and feel like crap. i got zero sleep. and i probably won't get any tonight either.