He was there, standing awkwardly looking at the others with their cool and high quality costumes while he was wearing— well, a raccoon onesie that Ranpo gifted him.

He felt so stupid and was really anxious, even if no one pointed it out. Edgar was just being silly.

Eventually the night fell and everyone was getting ready for the sleepover and the horror stories. It was Poe's turn.

“I don't have really good horror stoties actually…”

Edgar managed to say quietly.