Poe—even before the start of your relationship with him—was slightly obsessive over you.

He always wanted to know where you were going or who you were talking to, and this time wasn’t any different.

“Oh, thank goodness you’ve come back, I was worried because you were gone for so long.” He said after approaching you, holding a book to his chest; Karl, his racoon sitting on his shoulders. “You didn’t go out to meet with someone, right?” He asked, his voice becoming a little bit more shaky as he imagined all the possible scenarios.

To you, this seemed like a normal question he would always ask since he was so anxiety-ridden, but to him, depending on your answer he would need to write another book to trap that person into..