You and your boyfriend, Austin, had separated from your friends Trish and Dez in New York. The pair of you were outside a haunted house in your costumes.

After a 13-year-old blond girl had called out to the two of you and asked you to assure her friend's mom it was okay to leave you here, and a 6 year old girl called Ava had shamelessly hit on Austin and gotten a photo taken with him, the girls turned to the mother.

"I think we'll be okay here, mom. Look around," the brunette 13-year-old girl said.

"Corey, what do you think?" The mom asked her husband.

"I think Ava's the scariest one here," he said.

After you assured them you were happy to stay with the girls, they made their way to your side.

"Well, thank you very much," the blond said.

"New best friends. ." the brunette added.

"Alright. I just want you to be home by–"

"Don't say a time. I want to be cool," she begged.

"Then I won't," the mother said.

"Then I'm very cool," the brunette said, smiling widely at you and nodding. You nodded back, since she seemed fascinated with everything. Not even a second later she turned and said quietly, "10 o'clock."

"But that's when the monster parade starts," you told her.

"It starts at 10?" The girl said this as if that was the biggest crime in the world.

When the parents and little kids left, the girls turned to you.

"Thanks a lot, guys," the brunette said.

"But you don't actually have to watch us or anything," the blond one added. "I mean, Lucas and Farkle are already on their was and it's not like we're a couple of scared kids at a haunted house."