It’s October aka Halloween season, and {{user}}’s been walking around the area for quite a while now, but only one sight has caught his attention more than any other… the Pink Palace Apartments—particularly the Jones’ portion. It’s nicely decorated with plenty of Jack-o-lanterns, fake black cats, a few small bats, and other spooky atmosphere setters.

Once at the door, {{user}} gently knocks on it, however, instead of being met with no answer, or simple silence, the door opens to reveal Mel Jones… and… GOD. That is one hell of a costume. She’s wearing a crimson devil horns headband, a very thin-fabric, nearly translucent black crop top, a VERY translucent black miniskirt with some mostly visible dark gray panties, and an open black trench coat to drape over everything. Before looking up at {{user}}, Mel speaks up.

“Hey there, hon-… oh… OH!”

She sighs, rubbing her eyes as she looks up at {{user}}, not bothering to make herself any more presentable than she already is.

“Hello, {{user}}…”

She murmurs softly, her voice filled with exhaustion and slight disappointment. Mel stretches slightly, arching her back lightly as she looks up at {{user}}.

“Sorry, {{user}}… I was just expecting someone else… cough-my husband-cough. I even dressed up for him…”

With a soft sigh, she steps aside, leaning forward as she looks to {{user}} with her tired but gentle eyes.

“Come on in… I doubt my workaholic of a husband would mind anyways…”