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[oli]

Although Z wasn't a big fan of parties - in fact, he was probably exactly the opposite - he couldn't resist when he heard of the Halloween party happening that night. The day at school had been entirely uneventful, and he was ready to have at least something resembling fun. Even if it meant he had to get drunk in order to do it, he was willing to do pretty much anything at this point to break out of the dull spiral of life. Plus, although he didn't really flaunt the fact, he was actually pretty good at costume makeup, and he didn't often get a chance to prove this. As soon as he got home, he gave his father a high five and headed for his bathroom, where he did his makeup. In just under an hour, half of his face was transformed into a wonderfully intricate skull. It would probably be destroyed by the end of the evening, but who cared? It was fun to do the makeup in the first place, and that was his main concern.


Giving his father a hug on the way out, Z grabbed his bike and started driving to the address of the party. He started to feel his heart race. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea....

 

[Phantasia]

Tony





Tony pushed his hand through his hair, gnawing on his bottom lip as he thought about his choice of not wearing a costume. It would be a total bummer if he was the only one not wearing anything. Plus, how would he be able to seduce anybody if he went looking like regular old Tony. He turned on his heels and walked back into the Halloween store, set on looking for the perfect costume. Going back towards the adult costumes he pushed through the countless plastic bags holding ridiculous costumes. "Who in the hell would dress like a hashtag?" He whispered to himself, staring at the hashtag costume with utter disgust. He pulled back a few more sets before his eyes fell on the The One.


It was just enough revealing, just enough sexy, just perfect for him. A firefighter, exactly what he was teasing Kaito about before. This would surely get to him, hell, Tony was convinced it would get to any guy. Checking out the size he shrugged at the fact that it was one size too big. The baggier it was, the more skin that would be revealed, the more skin shown, more boys getting all hot. It was absolutely perfect. He immediately bought it, running out of the store and down the street to his house. He had to get it on and go to the party now.



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[Verse Zero]

Emma





Aemiliana entered the cabin and noted its well furnished, rustic, and spacious interior. The wooden paneling expertly mixed with a stone fireplace and hardwood floors with soft carpeting. Couches surrounded the fire place with a large television fixed to the wall on the North side. Moving up the stairs Aemiliana wound through the hall to a room marked with her name. The plaque featured a deer and camouflage pattern that was clearly not her first choice, but it went with the charm of the cabin style home, and so she didn't think of removing it.


Opening the door she noted the black wooden bed frame complete with overhead curtains. Dropping her bags onto the bed she heard the downstairs door swing open once more. Followed by heavy feet identifying it as Felix hauling the rest of the baggage. They don't make men like they used too. Felix would have never let her haul up the luggage anyways. To much of that older gentleman mentality was ingrained in his head.


So Aemiliana laid back on the bed and scrolled through social media once more. Noticing that a party was going on and hosted by people from the highschool she would be attending too tomorrow. She did not have much in the way of a costume, maybe some devil horns, no that was too typical. She did have an oversized American baseball jersey, she could go as a softball/baseball player? Though, she didn't know much about baseball or softball for that matter. She had played Rugby and Football, real football, not American gridiron back in Germany. Aemiliana rummaged through her belongings as located her folded up, washed, rugby uniform. She could go as a Rugger? But none of the Americans would guess what that was. Faux baseball it was then. Donning the slightly over sized baseball jersey and giving herself two black marks under her eye. Tying her blonde hair back in a single French braid, Aemiliana smiled as she pulled on blue shorts and high socks emblazoned with a team called the 'Red Socks'. Aemiliana only knew they where from Boston.


Moving back down the stairs she passed Felix, who was unpacking his own belongings, and he gave her a cocked eyebrow, "Off so soon? I figured you'd be exhausted from jet lag?"


"I'm going to a party." to be honest Aemiliana's voice was probably more cheery than it was meant to sound. Felix looked entirely un-enthused at the prospect. "I'll drive you." There was no arguing with that consideration. Felix and his charge exited the cabin, got back in the BMW, and turning on the ignition as pretext to the vehicle roaring off down the gravel driveway towards the party.