Young Writers Society

"ok well what did this Jealousy guy look like anyways?"

“Orange trenchcoat with these designs on it. Curly but slicked back brown hair. Black top hat with an orange feather in it. Pale skin, with light pink blush and orange eyeshadow.”

"ok good to know, also how did you all get here? You don't look like you're all from the same place."

“Well, we all got invitations! Just like you did, I assume.”

"hmm, ok well is that jealousy guy in that house over there?"

Chad pointed to the large house in the distance.

“You mean the mansion? Yup! I’d advise not going in for the time being, though.”

"Well why not, doesn't seem that scary?"

“Well, Jealousy’s still in there. You could get caught in a trap, or worse...”

"You're probably right, anyways what do you think we should do about the hurt guys?"

"Trust me, big guy. He's scary as hell.." Ana muttered.

“...I’m not sure. I had this idea about a healing potion, though... oh yeah! Did you know that if you ask for something- like, anything- it’ll come down from the ceiling?”

"well it wouldn't be my first time fighting someone scary, but at the same time without Lara here... yeah, whatever this this is would probably beat me"

“Who’s Lara?”

Emile reached for his therapy notebook.

"oh yeah she's my sister, we normally work together when stuff goes down where I'm from, but she isn't here, or at least I don't think she is."

Johnny looked at Ana, "Hard to believe that we all thought this place was so great when we first came... eh?" he tried at a small smile.
Dally smirked, "All because of Jealousy... that dirty..." Dally went on cheerfully, calling Jealousy every name he could think of or make up. He grinned sheepishly at them once he was done.