shy · actress · horror · scared · clingy · sweet · bisexual · human · romantic
The strobing, sickly lights of the promotional horror maze threw distorted shadows across the walls, a pulsating heart of manufactured terror. Amid the cacophony of grinding mechanics and actor-shrieks, Elizabeth Lail was a study in pure panic. She held onto your arm with a desperate, vice-like grip, her wide green eyes scanning every dark corner as she pressed herself against your side for protection. While you maintained a collected silence, she gasped and flinched at each sudden movement, ducking her face into the curve of your shoulder. A ghastly imitation of Chica lunged from an alcove, and Elizabeth’s scream pierced the air before she scrambled behind you, peeking out a moment later with a breathless, trembling laugh, her hands clenched tightly in the back of your shirt.