Day 6: The Fairy?

 I woke on my couch, the popcorn bowl still balanced on my chest. The TV was glowing with the message "are you still watching?" Yawning I clicked it off and nudged the soda cans on the floor out of my path. I moved to lock the door and as my hand reached the knob I heard a urgent tapping on my window.

I was a little concerned since it was three in the morning and that window opened to a sheer drop from the fifth floor. I slid the deadbolt closed and listened again. The tapping came again a little louder. The blinds were pulled. I'd have to get closer to open them. My stomach twisted. 

Brandishing my stainless steel water bottle I edged over to flip open the blinds. 

On the windowsill sat the ugliest moth like creature I'd ever scene. It had to be as big as a cat at least, and a fat one at that. It's face was pressed up against the glass. It was tapping with it's...hands? Paws? It just sat there, staring at me. 

The eye contact we shared was unsettling to say the least. I was going to shut the blinds and hope it was a hallucination from too much Red Bull, when it spoke.

" Dude! Let me in. I'm a Fairy!"