You have a stalker.

You’re at a night club, dancing with a hot stranger guy

“Let’s go home” He smirks and drags you out

You’re in your bedroom, making out

Suddenly, there’s a loud bang on the door

You know its him; your stalker. He’s so fucking possessive

Suddenly, a gun is fired.

When you look over at your date, he’s dead

When you look out on your balcony, a tall man with broad shoulders is grinning at you