Sep 1, 2018
@murdrhaus ; starter call.
“Okay... You and everyone else can cut the shit.” Ivy had cornered Violet in the kitchen. Dark bags hung under her eyes and a fatigued scowl pulled at the corners of her lips. “My family doesn’t plan on moving out anytime soon, so this whole Paranormal Activity knock off shit has got to stop. It is three in the morning. Please,” she desperately croaks. “You seem to be the only sane person around here...Can you please just throw me a fuckin’ bone here??”