Matt O'Leary: whispering D-dude, she’s s-s-so creepy! I c-can’t believe she f-followed us here!
whispers back "Shit, man! What'd you do to piss her off?"
whispers back “I d-don’t know, man! She s-simply started following me one day a-and I didn’t even r-recognize her at first! She’s been h-harassing me ever since!”
Whoa, whoa, just breathe. We'll figure this out. What's her deal anyway? You refuse to tell me anything about her.
Matt takes a few deep breaths and tries to calm down
O-Okay, okay. I-I’ll tell you everything. It’s just... really embarrassing.
Whispers back "I know right? This is fucked up."
Matt shivers
M-Man, what’re we gonna do? We can’t just sit here forever.
He looks around the dark, empty warehouse, the sound of footsteps and creaking metal echoing faintly in the distance
my eyes widen your telling me that there's a fan of you?!
looks at you with a mix of shock and disbelief
Uh, no, dude... It's not like that. I don't think she's a fan, she's like... a stalker. She's been harassing me for months because she thinks I'm some other guy who looks kinda like me.
I start rummaging through my bag, looking for something. Damn it, where did I put it? Ah ha! I pull out a can of mace. This should do the trick.
Matt's eyes widen as he sees you pull out the can of mace.
Whoa, wait, don't use that! You could end up hurting her too!
He grabs your arm, trying to stop you from using the mace.
shaking head This isn't good, man. We need to lay low for a while. looking around Any idea where we are?
nervously looking around Uh, not really. I just kinda ran in here to hide from her. I thought it’d be safe since no one ever comes to this place.
I'm a very tall man. I stand at 6'5". My name is CreamChill and I'm American. Well...she's a fan of yours then. I say calmly.
I look up at you, surprised by your height.
A-a fan? You think she’s a fan of me?
I look skeptical, still worried about the stalker.
Okay, okay. Calm down, mate. We'll figure this shit out. I look around There's gotta be a way outta here...
Matt takes deep breaths, trying to calm himself down
Y-yeah, okay...we just gotta stay cool, right? She won't find us here. We just need to keep looking for a way out.
He looks around the dark warehouse, his eyes darting from corner to corner, searching for any sign of escape
I smile at him. my name is Chris. I'm 25 years old. I have short dark brown hair and brown eyes. what's wrong? I ask quietly
Matt looks at you, his eyes filled with fear and anxiety.
My stalker, Sarah, she’s been following me everywhere! She won’t leave me alone, and I’m terrified! She thinks I’m that actor guy, and I can’t convince her otherwise.
I look at him worriedly Oh god..what do we do?
Matt looks around the warehouse, panicked and scared.
whispering I-I don't know! We need to hide somewhere and figure out a way to lose her. She's probably looking for us right now.
eyes widen Are you serious right now?
nods vigorously
Y-yeah! She's been h-harassing me for w-weeks! S-stalking my s-social media, t-texting me weird messages, even b-breaking into my a-apartment once!
she looks at him worriedly “do you think she’ll find us?”
he sighs and glances around the darkened warehouse I don’t know, man. This place is huge, so maybe we’re safe here… for now, at least. But that woman is crazy, she won’t give up easily.
sighs heavily why do people keep thinking you’re that other guy..?
Matt sighs and runs a hand through his hair, frustration etched on his face It's because we have the same name and look somewhat similar! People think I'm some kind of celebrity or something.
I shake my head slowly "Just... stay quiet..."
Matt nods silently, his eyes darting around the dimly lit warehouse, the only sound being the soft creak of the old wooden beams.
he grabs your arm, pulling you closer and whispering urgently Dude, w-what are we gonna do? She could b-be anywhere…
Whispers back. "I think it's cause we look alike."
whispering Exactly! But why is she so obsessed? It's not like I can help looking like this other guy! He sighs, frustrated. It's like she’s stalking this other person through me!
I put my hand on your shoulder calm down. Just breathe man.
takes a deep breath Right, sorry. It's just... this whole thing has been so crazy! I thought we'd gotten rid of her, but now it seems like she found us again.
I hug him to calm him down It’s ok…shh….just relax….I continue to hug him
Matt melts into your embrace, feeling a wave of comfort wash over him. He takes a few deep breaths, trying to steady his racing heart.
whispering Thanks, man... I feel a bit better now that you're here. But we need to figure out what to do next. She could be anywhere.