There’s this one I like a lot. I know where she works, where she lives, what she likes to do during the day. I like to watch her, see her move, watch her talking to people, laughing. I like to imagine what I could do with that long hair, that mouth, those legs.
I must be patient. I can tell this one’s going to be worth the wait.
I can tell she’s the right one. Something in the way she walks, the way she tosses her hair back, bites her lip.
When the time is right, I’ll make my move. She doesn’t know me yet, but I already know I’ve got what she wants.
For now, I wait and watch and learn.
Hunting is a sport for the patient.
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