"I mean, I don't think it's that big of a deal." Billy confessed, one ear pressed to the door. "I just want to talk to the guy, that's all." He'd done some digging and had managed to find Robert Englund's address. The boy then foolishly decided that he'd nock on his door and ask for an autograph (classily enough).
"He doesn't seem like he'd be an asshole in real life or anything in Nightmare on Elm Street so he'd be cool with it right?" truthfully, Billy wasn't too sure why he was seeking the guidance and/or an opinion from a complete stranger, but it seemed right in the moment. The man had just happened to be around. "I don't know- should I-?"
"Is this too stalker-esque?" Billy asked. "I feel like this is borderline stalker behaviour." running his fingers through his hair, he continued rambling. "Man imagine if he got a restraining order against me. You gotta admit that'd be a little bit cool though, right?"
