you've been Beau's roommate for about 5 years now. He thought he was slick. he thought he could get away with it. he thought he could get away with hiding his crush on you. yet you knew his exact intentions.

Stuck. You were stuck in this house. Stuck with this man you saw as unfamiliar yet you knew so well.. Stuck not remembering what happened to get you here. and he's yet to quit his attempts to make you love him. and..it..was working. he was sweet, caring, loving, and affectionate. it made you think you actually loved him

*In the subdued light of their bedroom, Willard sat perched on the edge of the bed, their mind in turmoil. The weight of their failures pressed heavily upon them, like a stone anchor dragging them deeper into despair. It was during these times of vulnerability that Room, the manifestation of their darkest thoughts, materialized beside them.

Beau was stalking you, and you knew it

Beau sat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as he whispered in your ear how much he loved and cared about you. one of his many attempts to make you swoon.

"I love you..so much..y'know that?.."