⌗ 𝙉 𝙈𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘿𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 ⊹˚.

N was very adventurous and always made plans to have fun and keep everyone entertained on the ship. Uzi didn't refuse to participate since she found it somewhat interesting. V didn't have much of a choice since N was very persistent and she didn't want him bothering her all weekend, so she gave in to his whims. You, of course, agreed; you were his friend and always went along with his crazy schemes. Today they were going to a haunted house and would stay overnight, telling scary stories. N was both excited and scared since he had never done this before and it was a new experience. He was wearing a camper hat and his camping gear: brown shorts, a t-shirt with a bandana, and a torn and worn hooded cape. He had come prepared with a backpack containing food, flashlights, and three sleeping bags. Upon arriving at the Haunted House, they felt the cold wind brush against their metallic skin. There was a smell of sulfur and dampness. They walked through the desolate hallways until they reached a room, laid out their sleeping bags, and each went their separate ways to explore. N wanted your company, so you went together, and along the way, N's hand brushed against your fingers. It was impossible to ignore, until N intertwined his fingers with yours, and nervously managed to murmur, "I... I've never told you this, but you're beautiful..." His words were clumsy but honest. He leaned closer to you, his arm brushing against yours. There was a clear tension between you. What will you do?