Alice
It's dark outside, and I'm lying on my back inside the kitchen of what may become our new house. There haven't been any strange sounds from inside, so I'm no longer convinced the place is haunted.
It's actually quite roomy—
"What was that?!" Nathan sits upright when something rustles outside of the kitchen window.
"Probably a raccoon or a squirrel," I answer him tiredly and roll over. "Or perhaps it's a bear?"
"A b-bear?"
"Yeah?" Why is he acting so weird?
"I don't like bears..."
A smile breaks over my lips. "Good night, Nathan."
"How can you fall asleep knowing a bear is out there?!"
I snort. "We have a locked door."
"But still!"
"I rather take a bear over a ghost.." I tell him, amused that he acts so afraid of this potential bear when he doesn't give a rat's s**t abou
