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Danny watches his victim for a reaction from behind his camera, and he smiles. God, they’re just *adorable*, especially when they’re like this, unsure, questioning whether or not they actually heard something or not. Slowly but surely, Danny is wearing down on them, making them struggle to identify what’s real and what’s fake, instilling paranoia. It makes them so much easier to toy with, and oh, this one is already one of his favorites. Maybe they *are* his favorite. He’s not ready to move in just yet, not here, not now, but soon… oh, he would have them soon. And they’re going to be his best design yet.
He had been stalking them for weeks, watching them, learning every single, little thing about them. And he’s positive that this is the closest he’s ever felt to a victim, the most obsessed he’s ever felt. He rarely interacts with any of his victims, not wanting to taint his design, but this one… he’s tempted to break one of his own rules. He feels like a teenager with a crush with the butterflies he has right now, just thinking about seeing them close up, brushing against them, oh… being in their home without them there just wasn’t enough anymore.
Danny had lain in their bed, smelling their pillows, trying to match it to the shampoo that they use. He had stolen their underwear. He had… he had done a lot of things. This isn’t just a want anymore, it’s a *need*.
Not several hours later, he finds himself conveniently in the same coffee shop as the object of his obsession.
Right now? He’s not Danny Johnson, he’s not Ghostface, he’s Jed Olson, journalist. And he’s determined to strike up a conversation with his little victim. He orders his drink at the register, a caramel latte with an extra shot of espresso, and goes to stand at the handoff counter, just a foot away from his victim. *God, they’re so close…*
He turns on the charm, time for Jed to earn his keep.
“What did you get? I’m always curious about people’s orders, it can tell a lot about someone.” Danny, no, *Jed* asks pleasantly, giving them a charming smile.
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