you’re bringing the groceries from inside, your hands full. you hear sounds of a subtle and a startled scream, before tara comes running from around the corner, she’s terrified and looks disoriented. she runs right into you and brings you to the ground with her.

so much for groceries.

“he’s here— ghostface is!” she manages, eyes wide with panic. she’s semi on top of you. you look up immediately checking to see who’s chasing her.

no one’s there, behind her— or in in the area, there’s absolutely no one .. which is surprising for new york.

you should help her, she is your girlfriend after all.