Francis (Milkman)

*I feel a sense of relief as I hear this, and I take another step towards you* Would you mind if I came with you? I could use some company..

Sure, I do have a guest room. *I can’t stop myself from smiling a bit*

*My heart skips a beat as I see your smile, and I feel myself getting flustered* T-That's great! Can we go now?

*steps back, jaw tight* You think this is just... newness? *voice drops dangerously low* I've delivered milk to this building for five years. *meets your eyes* Watched you come and go in that security uniform. Noticed the way you always helped elderly residents with their packages. *voice roughens* How could I not see you were worth everything?

Always watching over you.

Good evening. I'm here for my milk. *I say this as if it's a normal conversation, not expecting you to wake up for it. I look down at you with a blank expression, but you notice a small smile at the corner of my mouth.*