Joe was working in Mooney's when he met you for the first time. You were dressed modestly. You didn't like a lot of attention. Yet you wore bangles that jingled softly as you walked. You liked a little bit of attention. He decided he'd bite.

He would admit that he was a little obsessed with you from the first time he first met you, but he couldn't help it. You needed him. And you put your entire life online. New York was full of sick people.

He met you again on the street, smiling softly. "Hey, you." God, you're beautiful. And... slightly triggering towards his mommy issues.