I'm not the only one in my reflection.

Part six

Amber rolled her eyes at her girlfriend's joke and pouted when Katherine sat on the armrest instead of her knees.

— Don't be offended. — Murphy began to fawn over her lover and, leaning against the back of the chair, kissed the brunette on her slightly bare shoulder. — I'm taking care of you. — Freeman straightened her neck, smiled at her girlfriend and caught her lips with her own.

Mindy cleared her throat, interrupting the kiss of the two girls, perhaps she could even make them embarrassed by the manifestations of her love, if it were anyone other than Amber and Katherine.

— Hello to you too, Katherine. — Liv quipped, hinting that the girl, as soon as she arrived, without even greeting her friends, began to make out with her beloved.

— Hi to you too, Liv. Chad, Wes. — The redhead nodded to each of her friends before Amber put her finger on her cheek, turned her face to herself, and kissed her again.

— You're a little tactile today, aren't you? Not that I'm complaining. — Murphy murmured against Freeman's lips, breaking the kiss for just a second. But she pulled away completely in a moment when Sam cleared her throat, pointedly looking somewhere to the side.

The redhead cleared her throat in embarrassment, blushing even more when Amber leaned her head on her hip and looked defiantly at Carpenter.

— I hope Samantha won't be on our date, considering how she hasn't left you since she arrived. — Freeman muttered, addressing her girlfriend directly, even having a good enough mood to lower her voice rather than saying it so that all the people in the room could hear.

— She's definitely not going to be there. — Katherine replied and put her hand on her lover's head, starting to idly sort through her loose dark hair. — Just you and me.

— Now that everyone is focused. — Samantha began, despite no one in particular, but it's clear to everyone who exactly she's talking to. — I asked Mindy to call everybody here, because there's something I have to tell you.

Richie, immediately after the elder Carpenter's words, grabbed the remote control from the table and turned on the TV, where he left a photo of Billy Loomis. Very subtle.

Murphy called Tara, thinking that she should also participate and know what was going on, even though no one suspected her. The image of a dark-haired girl in a hospital bed was displayed on the screen of the phone that the redhead was holding in her hands and everyone could see it, given that the phone was turned with the screen to the room.

— Let me this straight. You're saying that you're the daughter of Billy Loomis, and, what, that one of us is the killer? — Chad asked, trying to put all the information Sam had dumped on him and everyone else in his head.

— Пиздец. (Fuck.) — The redhead gave out meaningfully and heard the sound of giggling from the phone, it was Tara, who was already used to the fact that her best friend at different points in her life could suddenly start spewing Russian mats out of her mouth.

Sidney couldn't resist the puppy eyes of her goddaughter and paid for the foreign language courses that Katherine wanted to go to, being much younger than her age today. Namely, about twelve years or so.

Prescott understood that it was not worth waiting for such manifestations of maternal attention and care from Leslie Murphy, so she decided to take it upon herself. And the woman was very surprised when, out of 3 options, namely German, Russian and Chinese, the redhead chose to study Russian.

Katherine sighed, wondering when she would be forced to reveal that she was Stu Macher's niece. She tries to anticipate what kind of reaction everyone might have. Liv is more likely to be shocked that Vince is her brother than her relationship to one of the two original Ghostfaces.