_{“no! please… just a leather jacket, a white shirt, and some dark jeans. and let me play with your hair a little… and then we can go out to the bar and get drunk using someone else’s card.” the blonde stops fiddling with her costume, determined to get him to agree. jutting out her lip a little, she turned to him. “pleeaasse i’m cute and you like it when i’m happy.”}

_{“i also like avoiding holidays completely.” he hated the very notion of them and halloween was the worst. even  more so for him as he ran his hands through his hair. “if it’s all the same to you? i’ll take a very hard pass.”}