pmathesson:

     _{”Call of Cthulhu scared the shit out of me when I was a kid. Me an’ my brother used to read it all the time.” He nodded with a shrug. “I read when I can, not much interests me, modern books anyway. I’d love a walk.” And he, too, slipped from his seat, making sure to tuck the chair back in its proper place, downing the rest of his drink in mere seconds. “Is something bothering you?”}

   “Not entirely,” she responded simply, though it was quite the opposite of simplicity. Her emotions, anyway. She exited the three broomsticks and then waited for him to follow her out, her arms automatically wrapping around herself as a cool chill surprised her.

   “Well– there sort of is something bothering me. But it’s not something I can fix, you know?” She moved in front of him and then turned around, starting to walk backwards while she spoke. “It’s complicated.”