Cinnamon Swirl - Ties That Bind
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You know the games I play and the words I say
When I want my own way
_____- Emilie Autumn “Opheliac”
Blood curdling scream in 3...2...1...
Posted outside the door, Reida held her breath until, right on cue, there was a shriek from within.
“Are you alright?” said Kairn, amidst the flurry of tears and thrashing blankets.
“Alright? Why would I be alright?” came the reply, the girl’s voice cracking as it rose ever higher.
“Abby!”
Reida snickered at the approaching stomps. The door flew open and the girl swept past, too caught up in her own hysterics to even see Reida lounging against the wall.
“Abby, please!” Kairn’s hand caught the door as it swung in. He rounded on Reida with a glare and his fingers tightened against the wood. “You.”
Reida smirked at the sheet clutched around his waist. “You know,” she said, “I could do something about that if you like.”