𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
a group of teens, following a Black Friday massacre, are targeted by a man in a pilgrim costume and a John Carver mask, following a series of increasingly disturbing Instagram posts.
Ryan Baker x fem!oc
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← ME
→ BAE NOT SO INTO IT
↓ BESTIE ISN'T HAVING IT
DYBING #76 IN DEFENSE ↑
← NO WAFFLES FOR THIS BITCH
RIP TO THE VICTIMS 🙏🏻
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Fawn was never really the same. She was quieter, more reserved. She was still her old, loving self, but with a bit more edge. A bit more of a wall. She never spoke about Rightmart. She stopped hanging out with that group, with Jess and Bobby, even though they broke up anyway. With Scuba and Yulia, now officially a couple and with Evan and Gaby, ignoring everything. Fawn stayed with Ryan and Scott. Their friends. Nobody else. She couldn't look at them anymore. So she never did. Even if it was for a year straight.
"Good morniiiiing!" Ryan's voice dragged on as he lay on top of his girlfriend. She let out a sleepy giggle as he kissed her cheek.
"Morning, bub," she smiled into the loving kiss he planted straight on her lips.
"I love you," he whispered. Fawn grinned at this.
"I love you too!"
"Come on, baby, I made breakfast," he pecked her cheek again. She simply just nodded, yawning as her phone vibrated with a notification. It was an Instagram tag. From an account named @johncarver. It was a picture of the outside of the John Carver House at the Thanksgiving carnival downtown. The tags consisted of @jesswright, @scubadybing, @gabsworld, @evanfletcher#12, @yulez, @bobbygoldenarm, and last but not least, @fawnsspectrum
"Babe?" She looked up at Ryan in confusion. He saw the post on her screen.
"Probably some rando trying to freak us out because of last year. Ignore it, today's our day. We aren't doing anything anyways. Come on, let's go eat breakfast and watch a movie or something, yeah?" Ryan suggested. Fawn simply nodded.
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Ryan and Fawn found themselves at the local Plymouth Park Thanksgiving celebration and carnival, hands entangled as Fawn scrolled through her phone.
