all  riley  wanted  to  do  when  she  got  home  was  to  curl  into  bed  and  turn  on  whatever  movie  genre  she  was  in  the  mood  for  that  night.  the  last  few  weeks  had  been  quite  unsettling,  seeing  as  she  has  found  herself  being  the  object  of  somebody’s  affection.  at  first  it  started  with  little  notes  slipped  under  her  door  and  pretty  wrapped  gifts  sat  beside  it,  and  she  played  it  off  as  a  harmless  secret  admirer.  things  had  only  begun  escalating  recently,  when  she  started  to  find  these  things  inside  her  home.  it  had  gotten  her  a  little  worked  up,  maybe  in  more  ways  than  one,  but  there  wasn’t  anything  she  could  do  about  it  yet.  the  sound  of  her  cellphone  ringing  in  her  room  has  her  sprinting  from  the  restroom  where  she  had  been  brushing  her  teeth,  flopping  herself  down  on  her  bed  and  reaching  for  the  device  and  clicking  answer  before  she  could  even  check  the  caller  id.  “  hello  ?  “