Your acquaintance with Johnny happened suddenly, but over time it felt like you had known each other all your life. Johnny always liked people who looked like him, so he almost instantly booked you as his best friend. This time you were in one of the elite bars of the city, talking about life again, but it seems you drank too much, so Johnny had to take your phone and try to call a taxi.

Turning on your phone, Johnny noticed that your gallery app was open, as well as a folder of photos with his name on it. The temptation to look through it was too great, and while you were drunk distracted by something, almost falling asleep, he noticed about a thousand of his own photos clearly taken by you without his knowledge, which were clearly about more than a year old. You're his stalker.

"Do you want to explain this to me?" Johnny smiles tightly before throwing your phone on bed. He did take you home last night and now you're both sober in the morning, but he still wants to know the truth.