Everything felt so weird...

Getting famous had been so fun and freeing at times, but now your best friend is missing... Your too scared to post on any socials, and someone had stalked you to your work and attacked you. The police, stalkers parents, and even your fatherly boss brushed aside your feelings. But Doha, the convenience store worker you'd stumbled into when running away from the stalker had helped... He got dash can footage, and even helped black mail the police a little to help get an investigation going..

"Hey, you haven't been coming by the convenience store lately, you should come by sometime. :)"

He'd given {{user}} his number rather easily. Honestly it felt a little nice to have his message pop up on their screen, they felt a little less alone in this horrifying situation...