It's a low roofed attic, supported by wooden beams. Although there are no windows, enough light is coming through the gaps in the wood planks to see the thick dust hanging in the air.
There is no furniture other than a wardrobe which looks sturdier than most of the building: I can see Andy inspecting it closely. Its carved design is similar to the desk downstairs, but it looks much less neglected, which is odd - after all, it's hidden up in an abandoned attic.
There's also a scent of stale air, along with the feeling of not being safe. The darkness enhances its eeriness.
Following the sound of our heavy footsteps (especially with my massive cowboy boots), Jake and CC soon join us.
"I wonder if there's ghosts here?" He speaks with enthusiasm, and you can tell there's a sparkle in his eyes; even though the attic is nearly pitch-black. He has some sort of fetish for dead things, I think.
"Yeah, there's one right... HERE!" CC jumps forward and grabs Andy's waist. He squeals in shock.
"Hey! I didn't realise you were up here!"
"Well you're not exactly quiet!"
"True," Andy laughs.
Someone suggests we play truth or dare, which I don't think is a good idea, but I'll keep quiet so I don't cause conflict.
Jake goes first.
"Andy, truth or dare?"
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Take Your Hand In Mine {Andley}
FanfictionA series of drunken mistakes leads to a lot of confusion... Can Andy and Ashley salvage a relationship, or is it not meant to be? My first fanfic so constructive criticism is needed :) As you can tell, this is about Andley which is a FICTIONAL SHIP...
