There is a fine line between serendipity and stalking.
Are you stalking me? Because that would be super.
I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don't look so suprised. It's called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?
For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe.
Someone had my number and they started text-stalking me. I've never replied to them. It was tempting to write back, but I resisted.