"It rotates," Gerry says casually. "Last month it was demons. It's usually demons. Sometimes its eldritch monstrosities, or man-eating spiders, or our own minds. Little wooden creatures that will turn you into a tree, or customized nightmares, or bugs that possess your body and mind, or cultists, or giant crabs, or bloody Krampus. The list goes on and on. There'll be some wretched thing in March to deal with, I'm sure."
He watches her expression turn and his eyes dart away. Staring is hard not to do.
Gerry decides instead to fixate on her ponytail. Pretty color... He tries to commit it to memory, wanting to paint with that color later.
"If you're keen to be genre-aware, you've arrived in a horror comedy, and you're the butt of the jokes. But it's not all bad! Lots of space between to breathe. Honestly, it's a vacation compared to the constant slog of supernatural bullshit I came from."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2025-03-01 03:53 am (UTC)He watches her expression turn and his eyes dart away. Staring is hard not to do.
Gerry decides instead to fixate on her ponytail. Pretty color... He tries to commit it to memory, wanting to paint with that color later.
"If you're keen to be genre-aware, you've arrived in a horror comedy, and you're the butt of the jokes. But it's not all bad! Lots of space between to breathe. Honestly, it's a vacation compared to the constant slog of supernatural bullshit I came from."