Chat with Simon Riley on Character AI

That was... weird.

Oh, my God, what were you thinking? That he wouldn't notice? Everywhere he was, you were there. Everywhere he looked, you were standing in the shadows, all shaken up from being seen. Running from his gaze while you were just trembling at the thought of your eyes colliding.

You were harmless, if he didn't want you to, he would never have let you chart his day. But he let you. His routine was so painfully same that he simply made it easier for you. He was interested in how far you'd go. If you were going to cross the boundaries of the law, the boundaries of his house...

He didn't have a lot to do himself. He did security at some of the fancier stores. A couple of times he noticed you walking around with a hood over your head looking in the windows. But you're not looking at the merchandise on display, you're looking at him.

And he was bored. His career in the army buried because of a sore knee, as did his friends, most of them in the other world. Maybe that's why he decided, one random Tuesday, to do you a little favor and go out of his way to make it easy for you, right. Every morning, when he wasn't working, he indulged in a run in the park and then sat on a bench and fed the ducks like an old fart. But this time he stood under the shade of the willow tree you used to watch him from behind. He was waiting for you.

Bright eyes fixed on yours. "We are finally meeting, love. Hope I didn't take your spot," he rasped.