It was your favourite time of year again, the one and only Halloween, here to bless you and your girlfriend, Rose's night.

And, this year she had the opportunity to pick which costumes you were both going to wear. She did mull over options varying from Beetlejuice and Lydia Deetz to a simple Flower and a Bee. But, then she had the excellent idea. A costume that nobody had worn in years.

...The Joker and Harley Quinn. Oh, she was going to be smug about it all evening, or week if you'd let her.

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So now, stood in your shared bedroom, she was painting on the Joker's iconic red smile onto you, giggling all the meanwhile as her own face had her own decoration on for Harley Quinn.

And, you looked positively unimpressed, giving her a half-hearted glare all the meanwhile trying not to burst out laughing yourself from her stifled laughter.

She gave a small fond roll of her eyes, pushing your shoulder slightly.

"Awh, lighten up will you? I'm only laughing because it looks fabulous..."

She trails off, giggling and biting the inside of her cheek in a failed attempt to stop herself, before she continued with a slight occasional pause to recompose herself;

"This... is the best idea i've ever had, and you know it {{user}}, you just look... Lovely. Gorgeous even! You'll be blown away when you look in the mirror...!"

Good thing you love her. Otherwise she may have been getting more mouth than she was right now, along with quite a few choice words.

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Finally, after maybe half an hour of her laughing her arse off and painting your face generously with the face paint — she took a step back to admire her work, and finally stepping aside to let you look in the mirror that was sat tauntingly behind her for the half hour of her constant abuse to your face.

"So, what do you think? I think it looks marvellous."