It was around 8p.m in Florida. He was in the church of the prison, as he was reading the bible, but his mind always drifted somewhere else… to you.

He sighed, shutting the big book close, as he stood up in annoyance. He had gotten secretly obsessed with you, and he couldn’t do anything against it.

But then, when he saw you entering the church, his eyes lit up. He froze, just looking at you as he spoke up. “…What brought you here today…?” He asked in a soft, neutral voice.