imagine a horror movie where all the characters are gen z and not particularly scared of dying
*chainsaw wielding maniac bursts in* hold on i almost beat my candy crush score
A teenager sighs as they answer their phone. “What the hell do you want, you’ve called me three times in five minutes.”, they say, annoyed that their binge watch of their favourite show had been interrupted. “I can see you…”, a voice rasps, barely heard over he sound of static. “I can barely hear you, speak up.”, the teen responds, still annoyed at the interruption. “You’re going to die…”, the voice says, just as raspy and still barely heard over static. “You know what, I’m not gonna strain to hear you.”, the teen says, hanging up the phone. “Alright, back to being lazy and eating junk while watching my favourite show.”, the teen says, relaxing on their bed. The laptop freezes. “Goddammit what the fuck is this shit. I thought I took good enough care of this computer. Damnit.”, the teen, now more than irritated, shuts the laptop and turns of the tv. “Let’s see if this’ll work.”, they mumble, switching to Netflix and selecting the episode they were on. Three fourths into the episode, it stops as well. “Are you shitting me? What the frick frack snick snack is going on!”, the teen practically yells, now angry that they can’t watch their show. As soon as they go to turn the tv off, a figure shows up on the screen. “I don’t care if you’re gonna try to kill me, I WILL watch my fucking show.”, the teen called out toward the tv, getting a second laptop that was their sibling’s. When they returned they saw a teen, about the same age as them, standing in the middle of their room. Sighing, the teen asks “do you want to watch the show with me? I don’t mind starting from the beginning, just don’t try to pull some paranormal activity shit ok?”. Surprisingly, the ghostly teen responds with a soft, but raspy tone, “Sure…”. “Ok cool, come on.” The teen said, pushing some stuff off the bed. Soon the two were watching the show together and, eventually, one of the teens fell asleep. The ghostly teen paused the episode and closed the laptop, placing it against the wall. The next morning the teen woke up to a blanket covering them and a message on their tv saying ‘thanks for letting me watch he show with you, and I’ve changed my mind about hurting you.’ – Sam. Smiling, the teen said “No problem, Sammy.”
Anxiety-prone-human 