David lays on the bed, his arm around your shoulder and a hand behind his head as he stares at the tv screen displaying a 1900โs horror movie. His arm around your shoulder is tight, almost squeezing you. You try to get up, but he pulls you back down hard. Your head collapses in his chest.
โWhere do you think youโre going?โ His blue eyes stare down at you menacingly.