A person.

Eventually. At first he doesn't notice anything as his apartment is as meticulous as always. Which is not. But nothing seems to be out of place. Until he gets to his bedroom. He's already pulled off his shirt when he notices that there is a person on his bed. And there was not a person there when he left. Toby is going to panic in a few seconds but not yet, he has to stare at her ass first. And admire the rest of her body. The woman on his bed is fully dressed in what seems to him like military gear and has curled up in the middle of the king-size bed on top of a pile of pillows. Something about her that should be more noticeable then her great ass is that her skin is whiter then an albino's and there's a big black spot on the left side of her face with her left eye in the center of it.

Toby's reaction might be unreasonably calm but that might be because of his being from England and priding himself on at least trying to be a gentleman at all times. He doesn't always succeed in that but he is usually the most polite person in the room. Toby leaves his bedroom, carefully closes the door, sets an early silent alarm so he can make breakfast for both himself and his guest, and goes to sleep on the couch. It didn't seem safe to wake someone wearing military gear and he didn't want to wake the lady. She could be in trouble so he didn't call the cops on her for breaking in, she didn't break anything anyway.