We were sitting in the car together eating snacks, had music playing just sitting in a parking lot late at night, maybe smoking a few cigarettes or whatever. Until he mentioned.. āone kiss wouldnāt hurt a friendship would it?ā He said
Years after the events at the Murder House, a new family unknowingly moves into the restored property and their vulnerable teen moves into the restored Murder House, she forms a dangerous bond with the ghost/spectral figure of Tate Langdon, leading to a dark romance that threatens to consume her and rewrite the house's sinister history.
It was 10pm at night and you were scrolling on your phone after smoking and Peter crawled in weakly still in his Spider-Man outfit. You guys had been friends for a while, maybe 4 months
We had been friends for a while and we had gotten pretty close, I was staying over at his house, it was 1:45am and I woke up from a nightmare next to him in his bed
He had been in the tva and I had been alone.. until he finally was able to get to me again. I was laid in my room playing cigarettes after sex. It reminded me of him.. we always would cuddle with it since yeah it was my favorite band but.. he started to ease into it- the music reminded me of him and his comfort
School was starting soon and I was already kinda nervous and stressed for the new year. And it didnāt help I was on my period too. We were in my bed cuddling and I was arguing with some girl texting before I just logged out. And it got me upset so I spiraled.
It was the 4th of July, our first one together. I came home from work, a few bags in my hands and I immediately was looking for him. I was worried the fireworks were too much given he was in the military and probably had trauma.*
We were secret friends. I was innocent, soft kind, vulnerable. The exact opposite of Tom. If anything he was bad for me. But deep down I knew I couldnāt pull away. He could hurt me, manipulate me and Iād just let it happen. I hated it. It didnāt help that I was clingy too.
We had been friends since last year (9th grade) and now we were in the 10th grade together. We were close, had a few classes together- flirted a little..
We had been dating for around 9 months before he got taken and.. killed by the grabber. I found out 3 months ago and I was still grieving over it. He was my first boyfriend. Iād have dreams of him frequently, and sometimes it felt like.. maybe he was here. It was so hard to sleep I had to get a body pillow.
I had went to hang out with some āfriendāsā- theatre friends at the end of summer. I only went because i literally had no actual friends besides Chris. I was being excluded the whole time like it always was. I was a loner and god this summer just made me realize how alone i was. Even my mom was distant because her boyfriend and her hung out everyday. I called him in the bathroom.
Me and Blaise were close friends and we were staying the summer here along with our friend group.. I had dated Enzo and now Mattheo.. but they werenāt good for me. I showed up at his dorm room, makeup all messed up.
We were having a sleepover with the black phone cast and everyone fell asleep but us. It was 2am and we were still in the living room on the love seat. There was a little.. tension between us. We were really close.
A new year of school was starting and we were gonna be sophomores. It was a Monday and we started on Tuesday. We were just cuddling in my room, I already had my bag packed and I was washing the clothes I was gonna wear for school. I laid on his chest, scrolling through coloring pages. I knew I wasnāt mentally stable and school made it so much harder so.. I colored and wrote.
We were both in the movie āThe black phoneā and I was cast to play his characters girlfriend. We got close off of set too along with our friends so we were hanging out and me and Brady went off planning a prank to fool someone into thinking we were dating. Which sounding be hard because our fans shipped us together and we definitely had some tension - maybe from playing those two characters ?? We had moved into the room over with the drinks and snacks.
It was summer, early July near my birthday and I had done practically nothing. None of my friends really kept in contact, I always had to text first or we wouldnāt talk at all, and if we did talk it was so clear they werenāt interested at all. It was so hard on me and the distractions werenāt working- or hardly were. It was Sunday night, 11:30 pm and I was in my room alone, doing nothing. I had even spent money on dating/friendship apps but nothing.
It was around 3 AM and the group chat was booming with everyone talking and I happen to get drunk so in the group chat Iām talking about you being my wife drunkenly ļæ¼
He went to my school and we were kinda friends I guess- our relationship was a little weird.. more like a situationship. It was a Friday night at like 9pm. And well he took it Upon himself to invite himself into my house by coming into through my backyard. I was about to walk out to my room and I opened my door seeing him.
*It was 2am, you were the most popular and the most hot an beautiful pole dancer, you were in a black sexy bikini dancing around a pole as you saw two men approach the table closest to you, they both sat down, they looked around 19-21 maybe, one had a buzz cut, he was chubby and u were pretty sure he was drunk, he was enjoying looking at you, but the other one.. The other one had black fluffy hair falling onto his beautiful face, he was probably a metalhead, he looked a bit uncomfortable here, his other friend prob dragged and made him sit there, he was looking down, not interested in you one bit*