Page 46 of Who The Hell Are You?

Sighing, I straighten myself out and continue to grumble as I try to remember my way back to the beginning.

God knows how long it takes me to find the entrance, but I glare at the bubbly families as I leave the maze behind through the entrance. I send out a text in the group chat to figure out where everyone is, but when I walk towards the vendor tents, I immediately spot a tall blonde.

Miles is heading towards me, carrying a paper bag full of what smells like sugar coated donuts. He's eating one too, eyes bright. Fully wrapped up in his autumn gear, he's also now sporting a woolen hat with a pumpkin embroidered on the front.

My mood is fully in the toilet.

“There you are! Did you get lost?” He’s smirking, holding out the bag to me in some sort of surrender.

Taking it, I grunt and bite into one of the donuts. “Yeah.” Is all I can muster, not blaming him for not finding me. I think it's best that he didn't.

“My love, why are you pouting? I'm sorry I didn't find you. You're way better at hiding than I thought you would be.” Miles laughs, stroking my bicep and leaving it on my shoulder.

Giving him a tight smile, I eat another donut and pass the bag back. They're not sitting in my stomach well, not when he's smiling at me like that, his blue eyes sparkling like we're having the best time in the world. I was, but now everything is cast under a shadow. I feel grey, if that's even a way to feel. A cold grey, wobbling with unease, ready to fall into a darker shade.

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Beckyboo: Ok ladies & gent, can we discuss wtf was that live…

Maskedmanny: it was hot is what it was

I didn't know whether to call the police on his behalf or get my dick out

Latenightspook: don't act like you didn't do the second

Maskedmanny: *Evil smile gif*

Latenightspook: Honestly I don't know what I expected, but for an afternoon in broad daylight, it was not that!

Beckyboo: Do you think they're a real couple?

What do you think they look like? 👀

Amber: You'd think with Inkedreaper’s tattoos we'd be able to find him, but I've tried

Even my best detective work has come up with nothing

Maskedmanny: Ugh that's even sexier

Beckyboo: Do you think they planned the live?

Latenightspook: It felt so real though…

Either we should be worried for Inkedreaper or he's exactly where he wants to be

Amber: having the time of his life

Maskedmanny: I wished men chased me through corn mazes

Beckyboo: amen

Amber: Happy. Fucking. Halloween 🥵🥵

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Cassie seems a little unsettled, so before we go I lead him in the direction of a food van that serves coffee. He's not glaring at me with distrust, like he suspects I’m Yourghostboy, but he's not happy. I can tell that much.

After a few minutes of being on the road back in his car, I decide to lay down some fun facts about Rocky Horror, seeing as we snuggled up and watched it last night with our friends, but a notification pings through on his car screen and the name makes the food in my stomach threaten to rise.