Matt ran up the wooden stairs and beat on the door with his fists and screamed, “Come on, Charlie! I’m just a little late and I forgot my keys!” He ran around to the bay window and caught Charlie purposely looking at him as he cranked the TV’s volume up. Doctor Who’s theme music rattled the window’s glass and shook the wooden door.
A heavy, shambling noise out in the dark yard pricked Matt’s spidey sense and he grabbed a planter off the porch. The window would be expensive to replace, but better that than what waited in the yard.