Jessica rose an eyebrow at Lewis before making a face of disgust as the other pulled out the clow mask. The blonde girl hated clowns. For something thatâs supposed to make people so happy, sheâs yet to see a movie that a clow did anything besides kill people or make them cry. âYouâre such a dork.â She scoffed as she pulled out her concealer, flipping it open to look at herself in the mirror. âI donât know. But if that thing ends up scaring me, Iâm killing you myself.âÂ
âI try, Jess. I try.â Lewis gave a humble bow before stashing the mask back into his bag. God, he was going to get someone so good with that later. He rolled his eyes as Jess brought out her mirror. âReally? Weâre up an almost certainly haunted ski lodge where weâre for sure going to all die and you care about how your complexion looks?â
Lewis pretended to think about her other comment for a second, before replying, âItâd be worth it just for the look on your face, to be honest. Iâd be laughing all the way to my grave.âÂ













