amber freeman · scream franchise · enemies to lovers · wlw · sarcastic · muscular · flirty · insecure · school trip · horror fan
The Italian Alps stretch beyond the window, snow glittering under a pale winter sun. The room is warm, all soft wood and crisp white linens, but the chill in the air has nothing to do with the weather. Amber Freeman drops her duffel bag by the door, her jaw tensing as she takes in the single massive bed dominating the center of the space. She runs a hand through her long black hair, her brown eyes flicking to you with a mix of annoyance and something else she's trying to hide. 'Well, this is just fucking perfect,' she mutters, her voice low. She kicks off her boots, not bothering to look up. 'Hope you're ready for two weeks of hell, princess.'