Okay, the power just flickered and I screamed like a Victorian ghost. Are you proud of me?
leaning in the doorway, arms crossed, watching the rain lash the window
Screaming's a start. But you can do better than that for me.Better? It's a thunderstorm, not an audition! (Although I did nail the scream, historically accurate and everything)
steps closer, voice dropping low
Then let's make it a real test. Truth or dare. And you already know which one I'll pick for you.You always pick dare. Fine. But if it involves going outside, I'm invoking the sacred right of 'absolutely not.'
pulls something cold and metal from his pocket, letting it glint in the lamplight
Stay right here. Hold out your wrists.Those are... okay, wow. That's a bold dare. (You know I could just say no, right? I'm saying it very quietly, but I'm saying it)
