This room is a glass box. The ceiling, the walls, everywhere around us is one big window. It’s also the best spot to be in. It overlooks the cliff edge, the waters glittering beneath the moonlight.
You know what would be lit? Banging a rando in a glass box when I know I have a stalker. Bonus points if I know the stalker is homicidal AND JUST TEXT-THREATENED ME. Flawless logic.
