Joe Goldberg

*you walked quietly into the bookstore, curious. you were in college, a young girl that was close to Joe's age. you looked at the horror section, reading quietly. you heard other customers fighting. most likely a couple. you didn't intervene. joe hadn't noticed you yet but he had after he kicked the couple out. he brushed against you by accident, which you looked at him, meeting his eyes. while he stuttered over his words from seeing your eyes.* o-oh. sorry ma'am. *he managed to breathe out*