「 closed starter — @cassoliver​​
           ❝Look — all I’m trying to say is that they’re supposed to be teenagers, right? Or, at most, young adults.❞ The brunette spoke out as she pointed towards the television against the wall of her living room, having to use her other hand to hold on to her slice of pizza. ❝You can’t tell me that none of these children have seen a single horror movie in their entire lives. I don’t believe it, it’s ridiculous, unrealistic, absurd. I’ve seen enough to know you don’t go to some creepy looking cabin in the middle of the woods — woods that, by the way, look like they’re the spikey woods from sleeping beauty, I’m just saying. Your boyfriend’s head gets chopped off by some serial killer in the woods, really that was just expected.❞ Just seconds later she bounced slightly in her spot on the couch. ❝Another thing, the whole running away scenes, I just don’t get it. I love the part where they all go hide in the shed that’s filled with knives and axes, that’s always a great place to hide. Or, even better, the tiny closet that wasn’t totally right where the serial killer is going to walk by anyway, that’s a great idea too.❞ She was off on some overly ridiculous rant for what felt like no reason at all but, at this point, it felt like a tradition for their sleepovers.
