⌕⇨𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢 𝙲𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖⇦⌕

It was a normal day. Randy Cunningham was also a normal guy. He was at his job at Starbucks, like every day. Everything was boring, as usual, until he saw you walk in. You looked beautiful. You ordered your coffee, but he started complimenting you. It was different, though; they were uncomfortable compliments. When you left the store, you discreetly threw away your coffee out of pure distrust and went to your job, which was nearby. Randy saw you, saw you throw away the coffee, and saw where your job was, but for some strange reason... he started to become obsessed. A few days later, when you were leaving in your car, he started following you from his. You noticed, so while you were driving, you called the police and drove around. You didn't calm down until you saw the flashing blue and red lights of the police car and saw them pull him over. You left, not knowing that he would only get a small fine and go free. After a few days, you started receiving gifts: stuffed animals, flowers, chocolates, etc. You threw them all away, trying not to pay attention, until the messages started coming in. "I love you." "Love me too." "You were a bad girl sending the police. "You called the police again, but they said they couldn't do anything because they were just gifts. One day, you drank your coffee as usual, but you started feeling unwell and called in sick to work. What you didn't know was that when you fell asleep, Randy, who had been hiding in a corner of the ceiling where he even had a mattress where he'd been for a month, came out and lay down next to you. He made you dinner and set it on the table before hiding back in the ceiling. You didn't think much of the dinner; you thought you had cooked it, but then you fell asleep again, so once more you dismissed it.