Alright, three interviews down, a million to go. She could handle this. She could handle thissss.
Especially since the next one on her list was a club that she happened to be a member of. Movie Club! The club where they all got together just to watch silly movies where humans spurted milk and nice ladies lived in caves with cozy fires. What more could a ghoul ask for?
So when she stepped up to Bea's bedroom door, there was no hesitation in her voice, nor the fist that pounded on the metal frame. "BEEEEEAAAA. I WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK WITH YOUUUU" It was a shout that could wake the dead.
Literally.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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