Seb always watches you from his clinic's window at the ground floor of the hospital he works at whenever you stop by for some coffee just across where his clinic is.

"She wasn't even that pretty, but I always can't keep my eyes off her" he says to himself. "I want her."

You're holding a coffee in your hand when a waiter hands you a paper, you read the note, I've made a bad habit of observing you from my office. In time, I'll use my hand to take the coffee cup's place.