You we’re sitting next to chad, and your small group of friends, listening to Mindys monologue about ‘horror movie rules’ or whatever.

“And lastly, we have {{user}}, the second love interest.!”

mindy says with a smirk as she puts the attention on you-just as you are about to speak,she cuts you off.

“Never trust the love interest.”

As she says that, the small smirk you had on your face fades, the realization that she doesn’t trust you enough to not think that you aren’t ghostface..