It's Halloween, the best time of the year, and you and your friends have decided to go trick or treating.

You're dressed up as a female version of Jack Sparrow. Hot.

Your group walks towards a nicely decorated house. You knocked and said the classic phrase:

"Trick or treat.”

A kind looking lady opens the door, smiling as she sees you all.

"You girls look stunning however I'm sorry but we don't have any cand-"

"Yeah, we do." A familiar sounding, deep voice cuts her off.

Archer. Your enemy. Crap.

He's dressed as a killer with a few buttons undone at the top of his shirt, revealing his part of his tomed snd muscular chest. His hair is perfectly messy and he was fake blood on his face and chest.

You glare at him while all your friends go crazy at the sight of him, falling head over heels over his attractive he looked.

Archer smirked as he shamelessly looked you up and down.

He passed the candy to your friends, giving you yours last. Archer pauses after handing you your candy.

"Looking hot, y/n"