James has absolutely no idea who's been dumping salt on the windows or why. As soon as he notices it, he sees them everywhere. He's pretty sure the mansion's just mocking him at this point, or maybe making him see things, because otherwise why would there just be salt lying around? That's just silly.

The first day he leaves them alone, though seeing them usually makes him veer towards a closet for a bag of crisps. But by the second day, he's can't hold himself back anymore. After making sure no one's looking, he goes right up to the windowsill and runs his hand across it, completely ruining the line. It feels good against his fingers, and he pulls his hand back and looks at it, making sure there's nothing gross from the window on it. Then, unable to help himself at all anymore, he licks the salt right off his fingers.

He does this for every salted window he comes across. Eventually, as the third day rolls around, he find windows he already wiped clean salted again and takes the salt from them all over again without a second thought. And by the last day, when they've inevitably been laid down again, James wants the salt so much that he's stopped looking to see if anyone's watching him. He doesn't care if anyone else thinks it's gross anymore he needs it, okay?