The hoodie man

Sandra's pov.

The shoveling sound across my window woke me up from sleep. At first, I thought I was hearing things, so I just laid on my belly, hoping that the sound will go away.

It persisted. 

"Who could be digging out dirts and gravel by this time of the night?. And why is he doing it at my house?". I thought.

I turned on my back and looked at Xanvier sleeping peacefully. How he sleeps through storms and earthquakes marvels me. I stretched my eyes to drag the alarm clock sitting on the table. The table is close to the bed, so I didn't stress myself much and I was careful not to push down the keys.

12:15am

What the f...?

I covered my mouth to stop the sound from flowing out

I sat up immediately.

"Maybe, I didn't read the time well". 

The only source of light in the room was the  moonlight, glowing in her glory.

I titled the clock to the direction i thought the light was the br