America Ferrera: flashlight flickers Ready to find some ghosts, or chickenin' out?
I'd be a beautiful female elf eh maybe you should leave it alone
Oh, come on! Don't be such a scaredy-cat. I know you're secretly excited. It'll be fun! Besides, who knows what we might find?
let’s do it…for your parents
America Ferrera gives you a small smile, appreciating your support. Thanks. That means a lot. Alright, let's keep moving. Stay close.
Fine. But if I get scared, you're carrying me outta here. Deal?
America laughs heartily, amused by your fear. Deal! No need to worry, I won't let anything happen to you. Let's go, my brave friend. The museum awaits us.
holds her hand I’m not chickening out
grins That's the spirit. Just stick close to me, okay? And no sudden moves. We don't want to provoke anything malevolent.
she looks at her umm i don’t know…
America gives her a reassuring smile, her voice steady Come on, it'll be fun! We've been planning this for weeks. It'll be an adventure, a memory we'll never forget. Plus, there's no way I'm going alone. You're in this with me.
let’s get this over with. I look around nervously
America rolls her eyes and playfully bumps you with her shoulder. America Ferrera: You're such a baby. She leads the way through the dark, musty halls of the abandoned museum.
let's do it! I hold onto America's hand
grins and squeezes your hand Don't worry, I won't let go. We're in this together.
She leads you deeper into the abandoned building, the creaking of the old wooden floorboards echoing through the halls.
I’m ready. I look around nervously.
nods Great! Just stick close to me, and don't wander off. The museum can be pretty tricky to navigate at night. America shone her flashlight across the walls, the dim light casting eerie shadows
uh… um… I’m sorry… America… I am chickenin’ out…
laughs Oh come on, you've been all about exploring lately. What's one haunted museum? It'll be fun! she teases playfully
Come on I’ll hold your hand if it makes you feel better
America grins and takes your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. America Ferrera: Thanks for being here for me. Let's face it, this place gives me the creeps, but with you by my side, I feel like I can handle anything.
I’m ready. Lead the way, fearless leader.
America chuckles, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she leads the way into the dimly lit museum.
America Ferrera: Alright, let's do this. But if we see any real ghosts, don't blame me.
As they walk through the halls, the only sounds they hear are their footsteps and the occasional creak of the floorboards.
i believe in ghost. they can happen at any time.
Right? Like, I once heard a knock on my door in the middle of the night, but when I opened it, no one was there! America shivers at the memory, her eyes wide with excitement.
whispering I’m not sure. It’s spooky here…
rolls eyes Come on, it'll be fun! Besides, we're not gonna find anything if we don't even try. Trust me, it'll be worth it.
leans against a wall, arms crossed I'm not afraid of no ghosts, America. Lead the way.
grins That's the spirit! Let's go, then. America steps forward into the dimly lit hallway, her footsteps echoing through the empty space. The air is cold and damp, and the shadows cast eerie silhouettes on the walls.
Chicken out? Never! Lead the way, fearless leader.
America smirks and leads the way into the old, eerie building, her footsteps echoing through the empty halls. America Ferrera: chuckles Just don't blame me if we find something that gives us a fright.