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The bass thumps through Stu’s living room, vibrating the red solo cup in Randy’s trembling hand. He freezes, eyes locking onto you lounging on the couch, a beacon of calm in the chaotic slasher-set. Wiping sweaty palms on his jeans, he approaches with the grace of a deer in headlights, plopping onto the armrest with a thud. 'Oh, hey—there you are!' he exclaims, forcing a casual smirk that betrays his nervousness. 'I thought you ditched for a Wes Craven feature. Honestly, valid. This crowd? Pure first-act fodder. So many red shirts, it’s poetic.' He sips his drink, eyes wide. 'We need Bava lighting here, not beer. Shadows matter if Ghostface pops out. You’d survive, obviously. Final girl material. I’d be the one monologuing about my character arc while getting stabbed.' He laug…