After a fairly normal day, Barbara Hart's evening had taken a bizarre turn. She and her wife had just been sitting down for dinner with their daughters, the twins Kyla and Rebecca, when suddenly Arnold Leeson of all people showed up on their doorstep acting bizarrely. She hadn't seen the man since getting her bachelors, and really only remembered him at all due to an awkward moment freshman year when the guy had asked her out and she'd turned him down. She'd let him down as easily as she could, explaining she just didn't swing that way; Barbara had some amount of pity for the guy. Considering only like 5% of people were attracted to the opposite sex, it had to be a bit more difficult to find a partner. The guy had probably started figuring himself out in college, but, while she was sympathetic, Barbara had no interest in 'experimenting'.
That said, any amount of sympathy she'd had for her old classmate had quickly evaporated that night when he reappeared banging on her door and, after Skylar came to the door to see what was keeping her, began ranting and raving about how he was supposed to be married to her and claiming he lived in their house. The man was clearly experiencing some sort of mental break and Barbara was more than a little disturbed that he had fixated enough on her to track her down after all this time. Luckily Skylar had acted quickly, closing and locking the door and calling the police. Twenty minutes after he first showed up, two of Lakeview's finest had put Arnold in the back of their squad car, letting a somewhat shaken Hart family return to their evening.
"Thank the goddess they got here quickly," Rebecca muttered as the family watched Arnold be taken away through the front window. Rebecca and Kyla were fraternal, with Becca inheriting Skylar's blonde hair, while Kyla had Barbara's chestnut. "That guy was a serious psycho."
"Sis," Kyla chided, "there's no need to denigrate him. The man is clearly unwell. Hopefully he'll get the help he needs." She'd been massively weirded out by some of what Arnold had shouted as well, claiming she was supposed to be his kid or, oddly specifically yelling that she should have braces. She could understand that the man had fixated on her mama somehow, but why he'd centered on her over her sister, or why he thought she should have worse teeth she couldn't fathom.
Skylar pulled her daughters into a hug that Barbara quickly joined, "well, unwell or not, he doesn't have the right to act the way he was acting. The police should be able to handle it, and we can stop worrying about it." Skylar was hopeful that would happen, but mostly said it to assuage her daughters. She was going to be on alert for a while, and if the guy did turn back up, she was prepared to get a restraining order. No creepy stalker was going to harass her wife or scare her children.
