as you’re looking at some books a man who had been hired to kill you walks behind you silently with a weapon. he stand behind you silently, waiting to attack.

you turn around and immediately bump into him making eyes contact. His cold eyes light up and he seems to freeze.

he stares at your face and you nudge him out the way to look at the plushies. He stands there staring at you, still frozen. And you eventually leave the store and go home.

in the morning are you’re leaving to get a coffee you see the plushie you were looking at at your doorstep with flowers.. how odd.