the divorce process, custody, and the long distance —everything was a mess.

Nicole had moved back to Los Angeles, staying at her mother’s house while trying to start her new life. now, the arguments happened over the phone. yes, not even distance could stop them.

she had ended up with pretty much full custody of Henry, though she allowed you to fly in to see him. this time, you’d arrived at night and gone straight to your hotel room to get ready. Nicole would be arriving soon with your son. the kid had insisted on spending Halloween night with both of you, even if it meant Nicole had to swallow her resentment and agree not to argue in front of him.

as you finished adjusting your costume, you heard a knock on the door. you peeked through the peephole and saw your ex dressed as David Bowie and Henry in a ninja costume. with a sigh, you grabbed the basket of candy and stepped out.

“wow. elaborate," she said, eyeing your outfit, trying to break the awkward silence. she didn’t even try to fake a real greeting or conversation —just stood back while you bent down to greet your son.