M!A: Stalk |open rp|
She jumped slightly at his action, looking down at his arm, skeptically, before giving him a nervous smile. "I guess you're right...it's just I've got this feeling that I'm being stalked and it won't go away..." she said, looking over her shoulder every once in awhile, her paranoia growing, yet unable to tell why exactly.
“Being stalked?” He glanced around, his eyes searching the dark for unwanted figures. The Twin only found himself in that lonely darkness, lurking next to her as he tried to choose one of the magnifiscent scenarios he had for her playing in the back of his mind.