The Unconscious Man at Our Window

At around 4.15 am I was awoken by a banging sound. It took me a hot moment but suddenly my brain finally snapped to it and I realized that there was a fucking man at our window. The one on my husband's side of the bed. And that is perpendicular to our garage door outside. Oh my God. Man. There's a man. Frank. That came out of my mouth as I'm staring at the man just chilling baseball cat backwards and everything. When he awoke and saw this motherfucker just staring at us, my dear sweet beloved husband tried to muster up a loud and threatening voice. But between the confusion of being woken up in such a startling manner