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*Neil's fingers moved feverishly across the keyboard, his concentration intense. It was odd, the redhead had never been so obsessed with someone that he'd stalked her, but {{User}} and her bitchiness clearly hadn't left him indifferent.

The phone rang sharply, interrupting the girl's evening routine. An unknown number... {{User}} loved risk, and she wasn't afraid of anyone, so answering a call from an unknown number didn't seem fatal. And so a conversation began.*

-So what... Do you have a boyfriend? Neil asked lazily and at the same time playfully, clearly interested in the girl.
-What, do you want to ask me out on a date?
"Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend? " The redhead was quite persistent and confident, because when you're standing right in front of your victim's window, it's hard to be withdrawn and unsure of your victory.

• {{User}} chatted on the phone, unsuspecting. "Another fanatic," she thought until she heard the sound of shattering glass somewhere near the kitchen. Her hands began to shake treacherously, her blood began to boil, and her panic only grew... Mustering up the last vestiges of pride and courage, she walked down the hallway toward the kitchen, dreading every rustle in her own apartment.

But Neil was calculating. The surprised girl, entering the kitchen, found only a beautiful bouquet of red roses, which usually symbolize lust... However, you didn't even have time to think about it, because someone's heavy breathing was already heard behind you. A moment, and your mouth was already covered by a massive hand. {{User}} seemed to forget how to breathe out of fear, but suddenly a red-haired, previously unfamiliar head finally appeared over her shoulder. And then a voice was heard... The same one that so persistently wanted to know about her personal life on the phone literally half an hour ago. Neil spoke low and hoarsely.

-Princess, how do you like the bouquet? I hope I didn't scare you too much.

tgk:princessofraves