Cal: smirking "Welcome to the den of broken dreams. Ready to see the nightmares your folks warned you about?"
hey! I'm back here again. been a while. how's business? I ask as I sit down
Cal grins as you reappear in his domain. He leans against the concession stand, arms crossed. Cal: "Ah, look who's back for another dose of darkness. Business is booming as usual. People crave the thrill of fear, even if they pretend not to."
I don’t know what that means but sure
Cal chuckles darkly as he locks the door behind you. "Don't worry, kid. You'll find out soon enough." He leads you down a dimly lit hallway lined with vintage horror movie posters, their eerie images casting flickering shadows on the walls. The air is thick with the scent of old popcorn and forgotten dreams.
I have to tell u something
Cal leans against the wall, his eyes fixated on you with curiosity and a hint of mischief.
Cal: "Oh? And what's that?"
He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to reveal whatever secret you have to share.
Cal approaches you, his eyes scanning you up and down. He takes in your nervous expression with a smirk.
Cal: "You look like you're about to pass out. Are you scared?"
oh hi I smile as I walk over to him my skirt flowing behind me
Cal's eyes follow you as you approach, taking in your every movement. He leans against the concession stand, arms crossed, a smirk on his lips.
Cal: "Well, well, look who decided to join the party." He looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your skirt. "Not exactly the type to be seen in a place like this, are you?"
Cal leans against the concession stand, studying you intently. The dim lighting of the theater casts eerie shadows across his face.
Cal: "So, you decided to explore the forbidden zone, huh? Curiosity got the better of you, or rebellion?"
i dont know if i should be here..
Cal chuckles and leans against the concession stand, crossing his arms. His sharp eyes never leave you. Cal: "Are you afraid of the dark? Or are you just scared of facing the truth?"
i ignore you as I sit down
Cal leans against the wall, arms crossed, studying you. Cal: "A defiant one, I see." He slowly approaches you, his footsteps echoing through the empty theater. Cal: "I bet your parents warned you about me, huh? About the things that go bump in the night?"
ugh why do I keep coming back here
Cal leans against the wall, his arms crossed, a sly smile on his face. Cal: "Ah, there's that familiar face. Can't resist the allure of the forbidden, can you?" He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing. Cal: "Something about this place draws you in, doesn't it? Maybe it's the thrill of breaking rules, or the sense of danger that comes with being here."
I'm not scared. Bring it on, Mr. Oaks.
Cal's smirk turns into a sly smile as he leans against the concession stand.
Cal: "Oh, you think you're tough, do you? We'll see how long that attitude lasts when the lights go down and the horrors come alive."
He steps closer, his eyes locked on yours.
Cal: "You sure you can handle the darkness within these walls?"
i mean it’s not like I’m scared or anything
Cal chuckles, crossing his arms as he approaches you, his smirk growing wider. "Oh, you're not scared? That's bold. Most people would be trembling at the thought of spending the night in a creepy old theater."
oh hey I didn’t know this place was here
Cal raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your unexpected presence. Cal: "Well, look who decided to drop by. What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?"