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And then, his worst nightmare: a shitty skeleton drops out of a fake panel in the wall, startling him so badly he trips backwards over his own feet and directly into the broad, shirtless chest of a blood-soaked scare actor in a hockey mask. If Naim had the opportunity or the means, he’d probably kill himself right then and there, just to get it over with. The actor reaches up to push the mask back, revealing a handsome face splattered with red, blue eyes piercing.
If Naim’s face wasn’t so flushed from the embarrassment of tripping twice in two minutes, the blood in his body might have been rushing elsewhere. The actor opens his mouth, probably to release a corny line that’ll scare Naim shitless anyway.
“Y’alright, mate?” he says instead. “Usually people who get scared like that don’t come in here alone, is all.”
Naim and Ryan can’t help but feel a certain pull towards each other; it’s an uncontrollable force of nature neither of them has much interest in putting a stop to. It might hurt them, and the people around them, but the fact of the matter is they just can’t resist it.