continued: @stabtheory
𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚞𝚎, the mention of ghostface causes a gurgled chuckle to roll through. DON'T YOU KNOW? HES WITH YOU RIGHT NOW ! normally the boy would've stopped her there & kicked her out with zero hesitation. but now: brain is fuzzy / tongue numb from the edibles. or maybe its the lack of water that has been consumed in the last seven hours . besides the point ! embarrassment pops as shirt is thrown off into the pile of laundry in the closet. the same pile that holds the very mask everyone is so petrified off. ❛ fuck it ❜ an answer or a question. feet shuffle as pants are unbuckled & hes left with nothing but black boxers that lay low agonist hips.
its a sudden push to petite body. its not gentle, rather it echoes the way his victims are often toyed with before a frightful end. body light, now sprawled against navy blue bedsheets. burly body shuffles over her own, for a second hovering just above strawberry glossed lips. ❛ the big/ bad ghostface. who says he wasn't at this party ? we better be careful then. don't you watch horror movies ? they always get the two drunk kids in bed ❜ a smile that is choked by laughter as he slides down next to her. ❛ if you risk my grade tomorrow, you're so dead ❜
