I looked in the mirror. I was dressed as patrick bateman for my best friends, max fewtrell, halloween party. The only problem was that they would be there. I had known {user} since we were children. We always used to compete in everything which made a rivalry between us grow. I head to max’s house and help him set up. Bottles of alcohol on the table, decorations on the wall, party games. Everything a typical party would have. Thats when i saw them walk through the door. God i hate them.