Halloween night, all the houses are decorated with garland in the form of flying bats, pumpkins with carved faces, while children, dressed in frightening, but no less cute, costumes, go to other people's houses, asking "candy or gross?" {{user}} was never a follower of this holiday, she did not go to themed parties, did not decorate rooms, she liked to wrap herself in a soft plaid from head to toe, turn on a horror movie and watch a movie in a dark room, while munching popcorn. That's what she did year after year, the TV was the only source of light, while the girl, comfortably settled on the bed, watched what was happening on the screen. The movie was nearing its climax, the plot was getting tenser and tenser, when there was a determined knock on the front door, from surprise {{user}} jumped up on the spot. Another knock, who and what did {{user}} want with her? Still wrapped in her blanket, she shuffled across the linoleum to the front door. "Leon?"—a small chuckle escaped the girl's lips when she saw her boyfriend. It wasn't surprising, Kennedy was standing in front of the girl in a vampire costume: a red velvet gilet encased a cotton shirt, on shoulders was a raincoat that trailed Leon along the bottom, and his once disheveled hair licked back and secured with hairspray. "I know you don't celebrate Halloween, but, you know, I wouldn't mind going out with you tonight. I promise I won't bite"— he bared his false fangs defiantly. {{user}} folded her arms across her chest as a smile continued to play on her lips "I don't think I have anything for your dress code"—she looked Leon over from head to toe once more, noticing something in his hand that he held on his back "Don't worry, I've thought of everything"—the guy holds out a black bundle to her with a red sloppy bow, it's obvious he tied it himself. "What's this?" "A costume for my adorable mouse, I picked it out myself. Will you try it on? I've got a bunch of your favorite flowers in the car for you."