You snickered looking at yourself in the mirror. Your boyfriend, Simon, was walking around the house, bored, as you took the chance to sneak up to his balaclava he left on the bed nightstand, deciding to wear it. You look at your reflection and see your eyes piercing out, the clothing clearly way too big for you. About to grab his skeleton mask too, the bedroom door creaked open and you froze, your eyes shifted on the figure in the reflection with you. Simon crossed his arms looking at you.