you’ve been friends with sam and tara ever since summer semester, this was probably your first mistake when you got to new york. you were relatively close to ethan, having the same econ classes.

it’s only been weeks and you were in an abandoned theatre theatre that was turned into a makeshift museum or ghostface and stab.

everything was happening so fast. at first things was calm and you were just wondering about— before you knew it you were dangling down a balcony with ethan below you.

sam was holding onto you, but you were slipping.

“i’ve always wanted to stick something in you, {{user}}!” he shouts aggressively, his voice loud and a little manic. he’s swatting his knife, jumping slightly in an attempt to get your legs.

“yeah, sam— drop her!” he mocks loudly, his voice nothing but aggressive and manic— not a good combo.

he’s waiting for sam to finally drop you right into his waiting arms.