laying on top of her bed, chin in her hands, jodie's legs were swinging in the air one after the other. she'd lost interest in the movie the pair were watching—after a while, the plot of horror movies got predictable. it left her expelling a breath, trying to see if she could move her bangs at all with it. moving her arms to extend in front of her, she turned her head to look at her guest. "so, if you had to kill me, how would you do it?" / @ofdamnation











