Inky_Wretch
Well-Known Member
In my early 20s, I lived in a house where it was thoroughly plausible that 1/you would on occasion see somebody you didn't know and 2/you might or might not have been really, really forked up in the wee hours of Sunday morning and were in little position to take any action toward anything and might think you didn't see something you saw, or vice versa and 3/when you did in fact sober up enough to find yourself in a situation which required law enforcement intervention, it might or might not have been necessary to do some cleaning up before inviting them into the house.
I lived in a house like that too. But a rando wearing a mask leaving in the middle of the night would have set off my alarm bells.