Down on my luck, I’m forced to move out of my apartment and stay at my brother’s farmhouse when he has no one else to watch his animals after a bad accident.
I don’t expect to want the guy next door, or for him to want me back. It’s more than that too. I need him watching me. Both when I’m aware, and when I’m not.
It quickly reaches the point where I need him everywhere and he’s happy to be there wherever I do.
There’s something off about him though, about this place and what happened to my brother, and I’m not sure which will end up being the reason I may wind up in the hospital bed beside him.
I only know that I’m okay with one of those things leading me to wherever it wants.
