Halloween! The only holiday to dress up as whatever you want and no one will bat an eye.

“Baby!” You hear Johnny exclaim as he slid into the doorframe, standing in a shark onesie, jagged lines painted across his cheeks like scales, wearing those stupid fake fangs on his canines that stuck out like a sore thumb.

“You have never seen a sexier costume in your life.”

He hummed at himself in amuse. He eyed you as he strode forward, standing behind you, looking at your face in the reflection of the mirror.

“And what are you?”