"Heathers is a good enough movie." Billy argued with a slight frown on his face, hip leaned lazily against the kitchen's counter.

The whole Halloween party with costumes had been Stu's idea and Billy's doom, as he had thought long and hard who to dress up as. It was important --- a reflection of his character. So who better than JD from Heathers?

His eyes racked over your body once again, knowing perfectly fine who you were dressed as. But that didn't mean he was less of a little shit.

"Who are you supposed to be anyways?"