you and her were walking home from school, another cold winter night, you two were always scared of walking around town so late in cold weather like this, scared of the infamous “Edward Scissorhands” that would be walking around at night

“Are you sure it’s safe?”

she asks, looking around in fear, you were less scared of Edward than her. Heck you didn’t even believe in him

“Of course. He doesn’t exist.”

you scoff. she rolls her eyes

“That’s easy for you to say”