Creepy text message
So I’m writing away this afternoon, walking on my treadmill with my headphones on … Jade is kicking ass … bodies are falling – the wrong bodies, BTW.
Then this popped up on my phone screen.
I whipped around as quickly as one can whip around while walking on a treadmill.
No one was standing behind me.
And that was creepy as all hell.
Then Michael opened the writing shed door and explained that he had been standing behind me but couldn’t get my attention without shouting, so he’d stepped back out and texted instead.
Yeah, the text message was the way creepier way to go.