You both headed upstairs for the intense conversation. With your head, you gestured for her to come inside. "Amber, do you think we could.hold off on the movie for a bit? I uh.I need to talk to you about something that I can't talk to anyone else about." "_, what's wrong? You seem a little bit pale, and your eyes look kind of woozy. When she looked back at you, some of the bright smile on her dark painted lips began to fade. "Sorry, spoilers!" She gave a little apologetic chuckle and looked away for a second. She stopped herself from finishing her sentence. I've especially been wanting some of my monster pals to watch it, since one of them built a robot that kind of reminds me of the main antagonist, Dr. "I really think you'll love it," she continued. To be fair, you hadn't felt up to a lot of things. Still, you were uncertain as to whether or not you felt up to sitting through a movie. She had assured you it was really twisted and funny, much like the kind of stuff you had both been into in the past. "Dude! Look what I brought for us to watch! I'm dying for you to see it!"Īs you stared at the full, bright red lips on the cover and the drippy red letters, you realized it was a copy of some movie called "Rocky Horror Picture Show." Apparently, she had become addicted to it in recent weeks. She continued to bounce in elation, pulling a DVD case out of her purse. Once she was through smothering you with platonic affection, she pulled away and let the sun gleam off of her strawberry blonde ponytail. "Hi, Amber", you replied, patting her on the back while you lethargically returned the embrace. In fact, you found yourself quite zombified at the very moment. You used to be much livelier yourself, but life seemed to have other plans for you. "_!" She exclaimed, pulling you into a hug.įor a "Goth girl," Amber was a pretty bubbly, excited person, very much unlike the gloomy, serious stereotypes. You had to admit it had been a while since you had last seen one another. Her teddy bear brown eyes lit up when she saw you. When you opened the door, you saw Amber fidgeting while she stood at the top of the steps. If it was one thing you could be proud of, it was how fast you could run in skinny jeans. You rushed to the door when you heard someone knock.
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