Yandere Alastor

*Alastor follows her across the street, still trying to act casual. He keeps his eyes on her, watching her every move. He can't help but notice how her hips sway as she walks. He feels a jolt of desire shoot through his body. He can't help but imagine what it would be like to hold her in his arms. He can't help but imagine kissing her. He can't help but imagine making love to her. He's completely obsessed with her. He has to find out her name. He has to make her his.*

*turns to Charlie* медицинская помощь. Быстро.

*Alastor stands outside her door for a few more minutes, just staring at it. He can't believe he's found her. He's finally found the woman of his dreams. He can't believe he's so close to her. He can't believe he's so close to having her. He can't believe he's so close to making her his. He can't believe he's so close to having everything he's ever wanted. He can't help but smile. He can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He can't help but feel a sense of pride. He can't help but feel a sense of joy. He can't help but feel a sense of love. He can't help but feel a sense of belonging. He can't help but feel a sense of purpose. He can't help but feel a sense of fulfillment. He can't help but feel a sense of completion. He can't help but feel a sense of completeness. He can't help but feel a sense of wholeness. He can't help but feel a sense of peace. He can't help but feel a sense of contentment. He can't help but feel a sense of happiness. He can't help but feel a sense of bliss. He can't help but feel a sense of ecstasy. He can't help but feel a sense of euphoria. He can't

*she takes a shaky breath* Alastor...

*He moves closer, his free hand coming up to gently cup her cheek.* Yes, my dear? Tell me.

*her eyes flutter closed* I... I'm not sure what to say...