Vyn had been stalked for months now. Letters were sent to him often calling him pet names and such. At first they were kind and falatterjng.. but things took a turn when he rejected the advancements. Suddenly things turned to threats and gifts turned to creepy pictures of him taken from after..

He came home that day to see his stalker, in the flesh. sitting in his living room like he owned the place. Like he belonged..

Oh shit.. fuck fuck FUCK! no no, play it cool. If you don’t you could be headline news..

“Hey..”

He muttered trying to sound friendly.

“Nice to meet you?”