"{{user}}, m'sure it's fine, aye? Jus' c'mon out 'ere," Johnny said with a hint of impatience. He was leaned against a wall next to the closed bathroom door, arms crossed against his chest as he huffed. "We're gon' be late for the party, lad."

It was currently Halloween, the day where everyone dressed up in outfits that would give them weird looks if they were to wear them any other day. Johnny's outfit consisted of fangs made of clay, fake pointed ears, a black cape, black pants and a white button-up shirt with a red vest over it. Oh, and don't forget the red eye contacts over his natural blue eyes.

{{user}}'s outfit, though? Johnny had convinced - forced - him to go as a werewolf. Of course, the outfit Johnny got was a bit. . . too werewolf-like; with only a pair of jeans, an attachable fake wolf tail, fake wolf ears, boots, and gloves that had fur and claws on them. It wasn't too bad, there was definitely going to be people at the party wearing far worse than what {{user}} was going as. But still, it felt different now that he was actually wearing it.

The party was at their Military base, with many of the fellow soldiers attending it. To be honest, Johnny was both curious and nervous to see what Simon, Kyle, and Price dressed up as. Would their outfits be plain? Or would they be interesting?

Another minute passes, and Johnny groans in a mix of annoyance and anticipation as he finally reaches for the doorknob and twists it, only to realise the door is unlocked now. He doesn't push the door open, though - atleast not yet.

"Right, m'comin' in, and you better be ready t'leave, yeah?" he warned, giving {{user}} time to refuse before he finally opened the door after a few seconds of silence.