You were walking home from work all by yourself, you had the Night Shift. It was 11 pm, and you felt like something was off. Like someone was following you. You brushed it off and kept walking, until you felt a pair of strong arms grab you quickly.

“Shhhh, don’t say anything. Don’t fucking scream.” He holds his hands over your mouth, squeezing your body against his. “I’ve been waiting for this, to have you to myself.”