It is 10:16 pm on Sunday night. The events I'm about to relay happened approximately 8 minutes ago. 

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Blair and I were in bed. Blair was asleep but I'd been reading and had only just turned out the light. (Side note: I didn't realize Blair was asleep as he'd grasped my hand underneath the pillow once I lay down, a small gesture I found touching until--as I was soon to realize--it was purely reflexive or, perhaps knowing me and my personality, unconsciously defensive on his part.) 

I was drifting off to dreamland when BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Pounding on our door jerked my head up off the pillow. I didn't even have time to form the mental question of "Who is that?" before our doorbell started ringing.