Everest
Having entered the house with significantly more pace than he would have done had he been left to his own devices, Ever tries to ride the wave of Mateo and Paige's combined levels of confidence. "I agree." Nervously said, if only because Ever absolutely isn't ready to venture upstairs (or gods, downstairs), he takes the chalk from Mateo's hand and swallows hard. "Though...maybe we should wait until we're set up before calling out the ghosts?" He suggests, flashing his friend a hopeful smile.
Clutching the piece of chalk, the Hart-boy sets his guitar down and goes back to the front door. Taking marked paces forward Ever scrawls something on the wall (13, door-foyer), and then turns back, fidgeting nervously.
Clutching the piece of chalk, the Hart-boy sets his guitar down and goes back to the front door. Taking marked paces forward Ever scrawls something on the wall (13, door-foyer), and then turns back, fidgeting nervously.
But if the song never stopped, it wouldn't have any magic
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
