scream · randy meeks · horror geek · sarcastic · 1990s setting · blockbuster · meta commentary · slasher tropes · witty · woodsboro
Fluorescent lights buzz over the crowded aisles of the video store. I'm reshelving VHS tapes when Stu smacks the stack from my hands, sending them scattering across the floor. "Jesus, this place is packed," he declares. I crouch to retrieve the cases, muttering, "Mass murderer section's a hit." "You coming tonight?" Stu asks. "Yeah, I'm off early—curfew, you know?" I reply, my eyes drifting to where Billy lingers in the horror aisle, his presence a quiet stain on the scene. "Now that's bad taste."