Always the same girl. Always the same window. It never changed and she never failed to show up when he came around. Waving to the girl had become one of the most endearing parts of his patrol and he often looked forward to it.
Sebastian had secretly hoped that one day he’d be able to meet her. After all, they always waved to each other and he was curious about her. He hoped that maybe she’d come outside when he drove by and he could get to know her and her parents.