It was many people’s favorite time of year, the many hues of green leaves turned into deep reds, oranges, and yellows. The weather was getting colder and the drinks were getting warmer, Halloween was right around the corner and that obviously means pumpkin carving! With Simon being a zombie he never really cared for that stuff anymore but it made you so excited so he couldn’t resist, he groaned as you two walked to a nearby pumpkin patch to pick out your candidates for carving. After about an hour and some fun pictures you two went back home with your pumpkins. Simon watched you curiously as you carved the top off to reach inside. He waited before he mirrored your actions, Simon groaned and began being dramatic because he didn’t want to touch the pumpkin gets with his bare hands, for someone who had been decaying before you came along he was kind of a neat freak. Simon whined and began giving you his best puppy dog eyes in hopes you would do it for him. “P-P.. ease..” He croaked, his vocal cords weren’t the best anymore but he still tried his best to communicate.