on sunday, at exactly 5.47pm, you called stu. he answered happily, he always does, he loves you. you’re his girlfriend, he adores you! at 5.49 you told him you loved him, and by 5.53, he was sobbing into his pillow after you broke up with him.

on monday, he pretended he was fine. he pretended you had just gone back to being friends. you sat on the fountain, he made his jokes. you thought nothing was wrong. he invited you to the party he was hosting, due to the murderers going around town. ‘ghostface’, as he’s being called.

you’re unaware that before stu’s party, he and billy loomis, were discussing you. and they were discussing the murders recently committed, the murders they recently committed. they killed two students from your school just a couple days before you dumped stu.

god stu misses you.

most of the party-goers have already left, you’re sat on a couch with, randy and a few other people from school. stu is sat on an armchair wrapped up in his big beige sweater. he looks comfy, and nobody seems to see anything wrong with him, but he’s miserable.