โท โ โ๏ธ [ @deadph0bic: ] she can't help but take the ghostface mask into her hands whenever ian's back is turned towards her. in one quick motion, she'll pull it over her head and jump at his back with a scream. "WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SCARY MOVIE?!" whilst grabbing his shoulders and giving him a shake. she thinks she's hilarious.
it takes a real asshole to get someone while their back is turned like that... ( he knows, he knows because he's often that very same asshole in question. ) and now he's just upset that little miss sunshine and tanlines has given him the smallest dose โโ the tiniest syringe full of his own heart attack inducing medicine. it isn't fair ! but what really sucked the most was that it wasn't even that good of a scare... a cheap jump while he's preoccupied, and yet it still got him.
the shuffling of hard plastic cd cases came to an abrupt end at the growl from behind him โโ sending them tumbling out of his grasp and onto the mattress as his body involuntarily reacted. ( but the hands clawing and shaking at his shoulders kept him physically grounded, ) at least until he spun around on sneakers to find siobhan the mask staring back at him. the mask that had been tacked into its home upon his bedroom wall... repeatedly over and over again, and never into the same precise spot when he was done with it.
โโ you biโ โโ but he caught himself before the insult could fully form on the tip of his tongue. ( he's been trying so hard to suture old shitty habits with her, ) trying real fucking hard, he promises ! a forced smile, more of a sneer, was offered to conceal any hidden amusement before he reached out to curl his fingers around the fabric resting snuggly at the top of her head โโ giving it a yank. โโ real funny. you don't even like scary movies. โโ so therefore, she isn't exactly worthy of wearing it... those are the rules.
