Ironically, murder isn't even what he'd thought. He'd immediately thought suicide. Interesting how differently their minds must work.
He continues to hold her legs, staring up at her at the words and touch. A few other actors are pounding down the hall towards them, now, skidding into sight through the door just as he says, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
So his first guess, that someone was playing a prank, was right. A really, really nasty prank. He hadn't expected that of Misty, who'd seemed amiable and reasonable. Scowling, he reaches up with the gloved metal hand and rips the makeshift rope from the rafter, freeing her, and sets her down.
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Date: 2020-03-31 05:44 pm (UTC)He continues to hold her legs, staring up at her at the words and touch. A few other actors are pounding down the hall towards them, now, skidding into sight through the door just as he says, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
So his first guess, that someone was playing a prank, was right. A really, really nasty prank. He hadn't expected that of Misty, who'd seemed amiable and reasonable. Scowling, he reaches up with the gloved metal hand and rips the makeshift rope from the rafter, freeing her, and sets her down.