brooke (![]() ![]() @ 2019-10-10 12:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | active: brooke maddox, inactive: liz ortecho |
WHO: Brooke & Liz
WHERE: in the maze
WHEN: {backdated} 1st days ish of the maze
WHAT: Brooke and Liz run into each other -literally
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: PG13ish due to content
STATUS: on going (backdated because Squid's work life is a mess)
This had to be one of the few times that Brooke was glad she wasn't wearing heels all the time. She'd been getting ready for class, had nothing in her hand save her keychain and this was where she ended up? She hated these cliche Halloween tropes now. Like all of October could kiss her ass basically, screw scare night, screw horror films, screw everything to do with this spooky bullshit.
It was annoyingly weird and creepy, she didn't have her phone or anyway to get a hold of someone, nothing but this keychain and her kitty defence duster. Honestly, she hated this already.
Every noise had her on edge, like the whole of last year was just rushing up to kick her in the teeth, she could feel her anxiety rising and it made her walk faster in a direction she didn't know was safe and that was just all the worse. A snap of a twig behind her had Brooke running rather than checking, people who checked behind them got dead, and Brooke was not about getting dead -three serial killers and she was dying in some spooky maze in some weird reality? Not today Satan.
But running blindly never really helped anyone, and Brooke almost instantly collided violently with another body, tumbling them both to the ground with force and probably bruising her elbow. "Ow, shit." Thankfully, not a serial killer. "Liz! Sorry. Are you okay?" Brooke gambled on taking a minute to assess things, no one coming around the corner behind her meant maybe she and Liz could regroup and find the freaking exit.