We’re all at a friends house and talking about scary shit thats happened to us and I had the most stories because my house is haunted as fuck. But now we’re all freaked out and keep looking at the giant windows and the door and the dark hallway and no one wants to sleep now.
Yeah because fuck that shit. And then you go calling out to the rocking chair like an ass. What is wrong with you?
I just wanted to let Otto know that its cool that hes here, but he needs to knock off the scary shit. And I’ll cleanse that chair tomorrow, it’ll be fine. Then maybe my house bc fuck my house.