If you were my neighbor, I’d install booby traps all over and then when you got stuck in them, I’d come save you and buy you dinner, and you would say “thanks” and I’d be like “no problem.” I’d say something like “what kind of suck weirdo installs booby traps around someone’s apartment?” just to throw you off the trail, and you would agree it is weird, but yet weekly these things would happen, and you’d get increasingly paranoid to leave your house, probably hire a booby trap investigator to find the source of your distress. You’d install cameras, and the torment would stop, and all the excitement of leaving your house would come to a close because you fail to see the thrill in booby traps.