Page 213 of Dream On, Liar

“Not bought.”

“Right. The offer.”

“And it wasn’t the selling point. Just one of the best things about it.”

He shook his head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“You’re telling me, you aren’t ready to upgrade from the one in the King Townhouse?”

“For what?” Ishaan asked before Dev could reply, and I looked at him.

“Our horror days.”

His expression immediately changed. “What is a horror day?”

“It’s a tradition we’ve had since we were kids. As kids, one weekend before Halloween, we’d pick a ridiculous number of horror films. Mum would order enough food to feed a cricket team and the three of us would sit in front of the television until someone inevitably fell asleep.”

“All four of you?”

I shook my head. “Raina hated every second of it.”

“Still do!” Her voice filtered across from behind the curtain.

“And that’s what makes it more fun.”

“Sure it does,” She quipped. “You want to tell him about the time me and Ollie scared you three?”

“It was only Rihaan,” Dev replied, his eyes narrowing.

“Sure it was.”

“Anyway,” I finally said, “Now, because of our schedules, we pick a day in October where we binge around twelve hours of straight-up horror and thriller movies.”

“Twelve?” Ishaan echoed.

“Minimum.”

His eyebrows climbed.

“Movies that came out since the last re watch,” I added. “We don't repeat until we've exhausted the new ones.”

He considered that. “I can sit through horror.”

“But?”

“I don't think I'd enjoy twelve hours of it.”

Dev laughed.

“What do you prefer?”

“Documentaries.”

I looked at the curtain where Raina was. “Oh, you and Raina will get along fine, then.”

“Why am I being dragged into this, again?” She yelled from behind the curtains.

“Because you and Oliver are obsessed with documentaries.”