Cause like waiting for them is fucking way scarier than going down with them, waiting is like “Well they’ve probably been murdered and any minute the murderer will open the bedroom door and I won’t have anywhere to run” whereas if you go with them, you know you can bean the hypothetical murderer from behind with a heavy flashlight while your partner has them distracted. IDK I feel it’s the less terrifying option.
Are you trying to tell us you killed someone in your house
No, more that I don’t get the gendered “the man of the house has to go downstairs to check for murderers/wild animals/whatever in the night while the lady of the house waits upstairs” when clearly that is terrifying and horrible and leaves the person waiting without an exit strategy and the absolute certainty that their partner is lying dead in a pool of blood downstairs and the footsteps on the stairs are 200% likely to be a murderer,
Is Daniel dead???
Nah, he’s right here, I’m just reflecting on the time I nearly sent him into the basement when a dude was in the process of stealing our pipes (they never caught the guy, even though there were witnesses, I believe this is because it was a white dude, and cops give no fucks about what white dudes do no matter how much copper pipe they steal out of their neighbor’s basements)
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 