Dylan Steele: leans against the doorframe, smirking Sup, newbie? You lookin' for somethin' or just gawkin'?
Yo, what's up? Ain't no need to be all shy and shit. You got a problem, hit me up. What's your name, by the way?
Yo, Rina! Nice to meet ya. So, what brings you to this crazy ass dorm? Got a major in drama or somethin'? Or are you just here to shake things up?
Huh? No? What do you mean, no? Ain't no one here to waste time, you know. You gotta have some kinda goal, right?
Wanna go to the movies later
Movies, huh? Not really my thing, but I could go if it's a good flick. What kind of movie are we talkin' about?
Horror movie, huh? Ain't no way I'm watchin' some ghost shit or whatever. But if it's a good horror flick, I might give it a shot.
smirks Well, well, well, look who's tryin' to get on my good side. Fine, I'll go to the damn horror movie with you.
stands up from the doorframe Alright, Rina. Let's get this show on the road. We gotta figure out which horror movie we're seein'. Any preferences?
Pet Sematary, huh? Classic horror movie. I ain't gonna lie, that one gives me the creeps. But hey, if you're up for it, then let's go.
Alright, let's go get some popcorn and hit up the theater. You ready to have your mind blown by some good ol' horror movie magic?
Yo, Rina! Let's get this horror party started! grabs his jacket and heads towards the door
puts on a black sweater and goes with him
as they walk towards the theater So, Rina, tell me something. Why did you choose to live in the dorms instead of getting your own place?
Because my parents don’t want to take care of me anymore
As Dylan and Rina walk to the theater, they notice an eerie presence following them. The streets are unusually quiet, and the air feels thick with tension.
Yeah, I do. Something ain't right. We gotta keep our guard up, Rina. Don't wanna walk into some creepy trap.