Last night was perfect.
Jack’s was lovely and he was the nicest human being I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’m pretty sure he might not be real. After that, we went ghost hunting - which is obviously always a must.
Brittany had a mini heart attack on Riverdale because I thought there was an animal so I slowed down really quick to keep from hitting it, but it was trash on the side of the road. But she literally stopped breathing and said her heart hurt, haha. And then like, five minutes later she saw a reflective pole and screamed so I did the logical thing and closed my eyes and gunned the car and almost drove off the road. Which was awesome.
Then we went to Mead to find some sketchy cemetery, and for some goddamn reason there was a COW on the side of the road, so I did the logical thing. I screamed, slammed on the breaks and said “OH MY GOD THERES A…” And Brittany started screaming and grabbing my arm before I could finish the sentence about it being a cow. And she still had chest pains.
THEN we went to Hygiene which is the sketchiest little town around here, and we went to this scary road with a bridge and you park on the bridge and turn off the lights and roll down the window. And it was horrific outside anyway - because there was wind and leaves were blowing everywhere. And the first time, Brittany panicked and drove away - so we went back and we were totally quiet and everyone’s hands were accounted for and there was some horrible scratching noise on my side of the car. And not just once, like ten plus times even after we were screaming and driving away.
Brittany was hyperventilating and screaming and I was screaming and trying to crawl into the front seat and John was in the backseat screaming. So, once we calmed the fuck down we went back and it happened again - same noise, and this time we didn’t even stop, there was just that noise while we drove. So. We decided we had had enough fun for the night and went home. And, I have no voice from shrieking.
Successful evening.
