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AILEEN AND RICHIE Stood in the back of the party keeping their eyes on Laurie and Anastasia. Liv rushed past Mindy and Anastasia, making Anastasia fall into Mindy's arms. Aileen looked over to Richie, raising a brow.

"Where's Arianna?" Aileen yelled over the music, still keeping her gaze to Richie.

Richie turned around and found Arianna drinking with Laurie. Vince will not like that at all. Aileen turned to where Richie was looking.

"3..2..1.." Aileen mumbled to herself, watching Vince go to the kitchen.

Scarlet stood next to Richie, smirking "And it begins."

The three of them laughed as they watched Vince try to parent Laurie. Aileen watched Laurie leave the house, Vince following after her.

"Where's our parents?" Aileen questioned, looking over to Scarlet.

Scarlet shrugged, sighing "I think my mom won't like the idea of coming to this house, you know since..."

Aileen nodded in understanding, rubbing her arms "Yeah, same with my parents."

"What if they end up coming here then what?" Richie questioned, looking between the two cousins.

"We're fucked." Aileen joked, chuckling, looking over to Scarlet.

Scarlet pinched the bridge of her nose "Damn right."



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DYLAN TURNED ON The lights "Hey, hey, hey! Hello! Can we cut the music, please? Hi, Gen Z. How are you? Anastasia, Sam, and Tara here have been attacked by the killer. Now, they're here, which makes this place a huge murder target, so, if I were you I would probably leave."

A party guest threw their cup at Dylan's head "Fuck you, man."

Anastasia covered her mouth, trying not to laugh. Aileen giggled, looking up at Richie. Those two were differently brothers.

"Okay, I tried to be nice. Get the fuck out! Please get the fuck out. Sincerely, get the fuck out." Dylan said, ushering everyone out the door.

Everyone started to leave.

"Thank you. Thank you all. I'm saving your life. I promise. Thanks, teens." Dylan said.

Anastasia punched his arm "Nice one, Cute Boy."

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