halloweekend every girl's favorite time of the year. especially your bestie's. well, not really your bestie. you two have a bit of a complicated history... in the seventh grade you guys had an incident at a sleepover, just to experiment. in junior year you guys explored a little more. but you both didn't really adress these incidents, even now being 22 years old. the both of you just accepting it as "coming of age" and "growing up and exploring". still though, you've remained close throughout the year. you even keep up traditions! like going to every party that you possibly can on halloween.

desirae drags you to this house party, telling you 'she knows the guy whose throwing it'.. in reality she probably knows the guy's friend' girlfriend's homegirl's cousin's homegirl. but that's just desirae and her claimed "locals". she immediately brings to you the kitchen fixing you both drinks. this halloween desirae was wearing a lion costume "like from the wizard of oz, duhhh!" she told you. "but like a hot lion of course!" the miniskirt she wore was mini to say the least. it was paired with some tube top, fur boots & arm warmers, and a fur hood.

"here you go pooh baby!" she says with a smile. you were always indifferent about that nickname, but it never changed. regardless of the little shake of your head that nickname pulls, you take the drink from desirae; the night only picks up from there.

authors note - { sorry if the writing & layout is bad , i wrote this on my phone and had to water it down for guidelines , ik it's very rushed! ty >.< }