@whycaseyroberts / at this juncture irene had come to terms with the fact that she would more than likely end the night with little to no points and she was already prepared to argue how the game was unfair - once she finds a decent enough reason to claim the game was unfair. the bright flashlight from her phone illuminates their dark surroundings, it only added to the eerie feeling she sensed when a simple sound had the power to make her jump out of her skin. “dude, how ironic would it be if we like break into a cabin and it’s haunted or something?” eyebrows pushed upward, it being evident that she was completely serious as her voice sat in a low whisper when she leaned toward casey. “i heard that it happens in tunnels and shit.” of course, as they near the cabins, she had to consider that an empty lake cabin wasn’t exactly the same thing. despite her arguably realistic fears, she was pumped. fluttered with adrenaline at the idea of breaking into a cabin and stealing an item - one she’s thinking of bringing back later. “I played grand theft auto twice with my cousin so if you feel more comfortable just following my lead, that’s okay..”