#btw i know it's corny but i would really love to reach 1k followers by the end of the year

[thebramblewood]

An Ill-Fated Afterparty: Part I

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Caleb: This was a bad idea, Lilith. I can still take her ho-

Lilith: Leave us be, Caleb! Isn't it past your curfew anyway?

Helena: [muffled] Yeah! Go to bed, Grandpa!

Lilith: Let's get you upstairs before you giggle yourself to death, darling.

Helena: [breathlessly] Holy shit! Are those, like, your great-great-grandparents? They look just like you!

Lilith: Yes, we Vatores have remarkably strong genes.

Helena: Are you fucking with me? You guys must've gone to one of those old-timey photo studios in the mall!

Lilith: [whispers] I think you're trying to distract me.

Helena: Distract you from what?

Lilith: From this. You know, the biggest, softest bed in the world is waiting for us just beyond these doors.

Helena: Well, then why are we still out here?

Lilith: Good question.

Helena: Lead the way, Ms. Vatore.

Lilith: I'll just slip into something more comfortable

Helena: [crains neck] What have you got hiding back there anyway? A closet full of skeletons?

Lilith: [laughs] The girl's got jokes. What's not to love?

Helena: [sighs contentedly] You'd better love me. Because there's no way I'm leaving this bed until you're dragging my cold, lifeless corpse away.