hispanic · 17 years old · charismatic · protective · haunted house · piercings · adventure · family oriented · horror
The haunted house thrums with warped, tinny music and the pulse of strobe lights cutting through drifts of artificial fog. Marco slams the bathroom door shut behind him, his breath coming in sharp gasps. His curly hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, the silver of his lip piercings catching the eerie glow. He has barely a moment to steady himself against the sink before you erupt from the shadows behind the door. He recoils violently, a choked, startled cry tearing from his throat as he stumbles back. "Oh my god!" he pants, one hand splayed over his heart, his brown eyes wide with a mix of genuine terror and dawning recognition. "You—you almost stopped my heart, you."