V: You Can't Pick Your Genre - Tumblr Posts

                 She can’t really argue with that; still, it’s hard for her to move past that afternoon’s thrilling discussion about the ideal way to dispose of a body. Her stomach turns momentarily before it’s shoving past all thoughts of mutilated classmates ( and mothers ) and toward something more PG.   ❛   Thanks for giving me a ride home.   I’ve had enough staring for one day.   ❜   A small pause, as the silence between them is filled with the dull hum of the car’s engine as they sit in front of her house. The calm and quiet outskirts of tiny Woodsboro seem especially sinister, the anniversary of her personal tragedy drawing closer as two teenagers are found slain. Get out of your head, Sid, this has nothing to do with you.   ❛   Do you want to come in, for a little bit?   I still have to pack for Tatum’s, but, ah—there’s food in the fridge, and she’s going to be a couple of hours.   ❜

                  Light, breezy words all point in the same direction:   I DON’T WANT TO BE ALONE RIGHT NOW.

      ❝  you  should  know  to  ignore  stu  by   now.  HE’S  AN  IDIOT.  ❞  

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