"This is nice?" Elle retorted, arms crossed. She didn't need Claire for this. She'd be just fine on her own. Or at least, she would be if she could steal the ex-cheerleaders stupid flashlight. Maybe it was time to pick another gazelle out of the herd. One who wouldn't bitch as much if she tried to assault them for their flashlight. This was just Elle's luck, seriously.

She didn't bother telling Claire she already knew about the dangerous things. Instead, she just let out an exasperated sigh. "Why didn't you say that in the first place?" Dumbass. But it would be nice to have some kind of weapon, all things considered. She'd need that baseball bat if her psychopath roommate tried to attack her.

Or if there really were monsters after all.

"Have you even seen any of this dangerous crap?"