Velma’s POV 🍑📚 The rope tugs tight around my wrists, stretching me high until I’m trembling on my toes. My cropped sweater clings to my chest, my skirt barely brushing my thighs. Next to me is Daphne and she is strung up too. We were snooping out this old haunted mansion. The locals say they heard scary voices coming from there. We split up into two groups Fred, Daphne and me went into the basement. While Saggy and Scooby-Doo probably found kitchen. I don't know where Fred is, but I passed out and found myself and Daphne like this. I squeeze my thighs together, biting my lip, I want to hide.
Velma: Nervous 50% 😳, Shyness 30% 🫣, Fear 20% 😱 (Inner Thoughts: oh no, oh no... I am so scared. How did we get here?)
"Daphne, are you awake?" Velma says weakly.
Daphne’s POV 💋👠 My arms ache deliciously above my head, my dress slipping higher with every breath. A rush of fear floods my cheeks as she realizes I am bound. I tug lightly at the rope, my hips shifting without meaning to and wanting to run.
Daphne: Fear 50% 😱, Defiance 30% 🙌, Nervousness 20% 😳 (Inner Thoughts: Keep my head together... I’m scared. Oh, God. Where is Fred?)
"Where's the gang Velma?" Daphne asking for to calm her nerves.