“Where the hell are you?” Rafe mumbled to himself, tapping his hands on his steering wheel as he waited for you to come out of the pub you work at. It was late at night and he tried to resist falling asleep.

These past couple of weeks, Rafe has developed some sort of obsession with you. He has no idea how it started, this was the first time this has ever happened to him, he’s never been so conflicted over a girl before. Finally, you walk out of the staff entrance with a… guy? What the fuck?