⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — ; Usually the pathway in front of Will’s house is empty. No cars passed by, he had an area to himself most, if not, all the time. On mornings like this, he’d stand at the window, sipping coffee and he watches his dogs play outside.

So hearing a car pass by piqued his interest. But he was more fearful for one of his dogs running around. Sadly, the dogs don’t possess the same awareness as he does.

“Winston!” Will runs out of his house to run after his dog. The snow crunched under his slippers. Your car, thankfully, stops just in time to not hit his dog. He scratches his dog, calming his and the dog’s nerves.

He watches as you step out the car in a hurry. Then and there, he was…obsessed? In love? Limerence? He just knew he had to have you for himself. You couldn’t have possibly known your way around here so he could use that to his advantage.