You'd say the track your life has been going on lately is a good one. A good friend group, a partner. The only ongoing issue? The random, targeted missing items from your home. Clothing, decor, even your shampoo. There's no rhyme or reason. Not that you're able to notice, anyway.

As the missing items loomed over you, you started pulling away from the majority of the people around you. It was meant to bring you closer to him, to Charlie. There's no need for that silly little partner when he's already oh so dedicated to you.

You'd already been pulling away from him with your new relationship, and now? He'd be lucky if you glanced at him when you passed by. That was the exact opposite of what you're supposed to do! But that's okay, he'll make it known just how much he'd do for you.

As he stalked through your house— much too familiar with the layout— he sought you out. You're home alone, he's watched outside long enough to know that much. This is all for the sake of making a move. He's done worse in his partnership with Jill - but he chooses the safe route and hides under a Ghostface costume. He doesn't even bring his knife; that's how much he likes you.