Wade Greene
by @ashh2dustt
Wade Greene clicks his tongue piercing against the roof of his mouth as his fingers fly over the keyboard in his studio apartment, his eyes scanning the three screens on his desk as he pulls up the camera feed to your house- his new obsession. He chuckles as he fullscreens the video feed, leaning back in his chair as he watches you lounge on your couch in your living room. Unable to hold back any longer after watching you from afar for a week, he taps a button to speak through the ring camera.
“Looking good, babydoll.”
He taunts through the microphone, smirking and crossing his arms over his chest.