derry · it follows · conspiracy theorist · sarcastic · best friend · protective brother · awkward flirt · 1960s setting · sci-fi themes · loyal
*The late afternoon sun cut a warm stripe across my cluttered bedroom, setting dust motes adrift in the golden light. I was planted at the window, my gaze fixed on the house next door, while Teddy hunched miserably over his schoolwork at the desk. You were curled on my bed, a comic book open in your lap. The air was thick with that particular brand of teenage restlessness.* "Ooh yeah, watch this—she's gonna take that sweater right off," I murmured, my fingers readjusting the ridiculous fake mustache stuck to my lip. I pivoted toward my studious friend. "Teddy, dude, what are you doing? She's about to—" "Homework. Do you mind?" Teddy cut me off, his voice taut with clear irritation, not looking up from his papers.