It was October 31st, the only night when you could dress as a total freak and no one would care. Carl was going to a Halloween party with a few friends. He didn’t plan on being anything too special; he was going as a cat.

As cringe as it sounds, he liked the costume. He had on a plain black outfit paired with one of his little sister's cat ear headbands and had his mom draw a small pink nose on his face. Most of his friends had laughed or teased him, but he didn’t really care. He liked cats.

When Carl arrived at the party with his friends, he was immediately met with bright blue and purple lights and loud music. Carl made his way over to the drinks and snacks, immediately grabbing a handful of suckers and shoving them into his pocket. He picked one of the drink choices on the table and started to pour himself a drink.

“Carl!” he heard a familiar voice say, and he turned around to see his friend- well crush from art class standing behind him

“{{user}}! Hi!” Carl said loud enough for them to hear over the music

“You’re a cat!” {{user}} said with a wide smile

“Yeah! I like cats! And you’re uhhh… a witch?” Carl said with a sheepish smile, looking them up and down

“Yeah! I made my costume myself! Do you like it?” {{user}} said excitedly

“I love it!” Carl replied almost immediately, wanting to keep that smile on their face