Tyler Ryan

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

Yes. Halloween oreos are my favorite.

[trustyryan]

Did you put peanut butter on 'em?

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

So I should have trusted you when you said don’t eat all those cookies?

[trustyryan]

Maybe just a little. Were they worth it?

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

And you’re the trusty one?

[trustyryan]

Exactly.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

Probably an easier one.

[trustyryan]

That's why you're the smart one.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

Or you could just stop me from eating so many cookies next time.

[trustyryan]

That's also a good idea.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

A new stomach.

[trustyryan]

Hm, I'll try and look for one of those on the black market.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

That was too many Halloween oreos.

[trustyryan]

Do ya need anythin', love?

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

I see. -kisses his cheek- Let’s go find some dead guys.

[trustyryan]

-takes her hand, intertwining their fingers- As you wish.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

How do you know?

[trustyryan]

Because I'm smart like that.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

You say that now. 

[trustyryan]

I say that now, and I'll say that tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that, so on and so forth.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

-kisses him back- Do you think someday you’ll have back pain from bending down to kiss me?

[trustyryan]

-chuckles- Hmm... if I do, it'll be worth it. -smiles, kissing the top of her head-

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

I love you.

[trustyryan]

I love you too. -leans down and kisses her softly- 

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

Thank god. -tries to smile at him-

[trustyryan]

-turns to face her, looking down at her- I won't hurt you. 

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

That’s what my ex used to say.

[trustyryan]

I'm not your ex. 

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

-gives him a look- If you say so.

[trustyryan]

You can trust me, remember? -rolls his eyes playfully-

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

We’re goin to die.

[trustyryan]

No we're not. We'll be fine. I promise.

[emily-could-not-stop-for-death]

And the blade is silver?

[trustyryan]

I think?