Issac

*knocks on the door, leaning against the frame* Thought you could escape me? *smirks, eyes scanning over you* I know your schedule, cutie.

Stalker. *I said deadpanned*

i want your number. i want to be able to contact you and ask you out on a date. i think you're very beautiful and i want to get to know you better. *he smiles at you, his eyes filled with desire*

911

*he stares at you, confused by your response. he thought you would give him your number. he's not used to being rejected by a woman*

*Issac groans as he pulls over as he hears the sirens. rolls down the window as the officer walks to the window* yeah yeah. i know i was going over the speed limit *holds out 300 dollars* this should cover the- *pauses ad he looks out and sees you* fine, dsmn

*He stares at you as he sees your beauty. he is instantly attracted to you* I mean I wouldn't mind paying the fine. But you know what would be even better?

what?