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What’s that in the air? Love is out of the question. This feels like a prank.
Lmao
The lights are glowing in Hollow Manor, the black mansion that’s rumored to be haunted by a woman and her two children. All murdered by their father, who disappeared soon after.
LOL
As I turn around, I take in how many people are nearby. There are a lot because it’s one of the best places to see the seasons changing. At least I know if something happened, I could blow my rescue whistle for help.
Girl no
Thunder roars in the distance and I look down at my watch. Sunset is in three hours. Sprinkles fall and I have one minute to decide. I can head down the mountain right now and potentially get soaked or wait it out on the porch of the house for thirty minutes.
Deal with the rain! There could be an axe murderer in there! At a minimum, you're trespassing and don't know if the owners will call the cops
I suck in a deep breath, knowing that I have to enter or curiosity will haunt me for the rest of my life.
You are so lucky you're not in a different genre. White girls, istg
My question shocks her. She doesn’t know how to respond to me,
You have literally no way of knowing that
“Gotta be truthful, I fucking like him,” Julie states. “A lot.”
Good to know you can be bought
blasting the oldies station. “Rich Girl” blares out
You had better mean the Hall and Oates song
“Don’t! You clearly haven’t watched enough horror movies.”
Says the woman who went into the haunted murder mansion
“We came here one spooky season through Christmas
Who the fuck says 'spooky season' like that? Autumn. You came one autumn.
“We should’ve bought an extra one. Actually, we can use mine.”
Carving pumpkins make shit cooking pumpkins. There's a reason culinary pumpkins are a thing.
I grab the bottle, knowing I need more of this. Another shot down. Now, how many are we in? Four? Five?
It's been like two minutes! Y'all are gonna die of alcohol poisoning.
“And where will you sleep?”
It's a fucking mansion. There have to be multiple bedrooms.
I respect his no.
Lady, you straight up grabbed his dick after he told you no. You don't respect shit.
he inherited a lot of money after they were married.
Inheritance is not counted as marital property in virtually any state. Don't even need a prenup for that.
“I’m Easton,” the other one says, holding out his hand. He’s openly agitated with Weston. “I don’t try to dress like him. The bastard has a camera in my closet.”
Their parents seriously named their twins Easton and Weston? Are they sadists?
I want to say it, I want to tell her that I’m falling in love with her so hard, as if I base jumped without a parachute.
You're literally getting married. Pretty sure she knows.
Autumn puts on some leggings and a sweater that hangs off her shoulders.
It's Vegas. In September. It's gotta be like 90 degrees outside.
“I’m just waiting for you to tell Julie I’m your maid of honor,” Blaire says. Julie crosses her arms. “Hell no! We will fight right here.” “Can you two figure it out and just let me know?” I ask.
You have a sister. She wins by default.
“I remember what it was like to be young and in love like you are now.
He's nearly 40 years old. Dude's middle aged.
steel-gray tuxedo.”
No universe in which old money owns a tuxedo in anything other than black. Not unless he's gay.
The moonlight reflects off of Lake Tahoe,
I'm sorry, you flew from New York to Nevada to Colorado, back to Nevada/border with Nevada? You two are single-handedly responsible for global warming.
“Am I Cinderella?” she asks, noticing what I’m wearing. “Prince Charming.”
Boo. Boring costumes. At least go with Aurora and Philip.
