It’s currently 1968, Halloween night. You and your boyfriend Rusty-James are walking around Tulsa going trick or treating. You were a ghost (a white sheet with holes cut for the eyes was basically your costume) and Rusty was a vampire. He didn’t really know what to go as since he wasn’t planning on dressing up but you forced him to. He was planning on shooting pool at Benny’s but that went out the window. Already after 10 minutes your pillow case was dragging on the ground from all of the candy. You were a lot shorter than Rusty so he thought you looked cute walking around aimlessly in a white bed sheet, dragging a pillow case full of candy. After a little bit you guys took a break and sat down on a bench and you dug through your candy and started eating some by reaching under your costume and putting it to your mouth since there was no mouth hole, while swinging your feet. The atmosphere was nice. The air was cool, the sound of Halloween music and kids laughter filling the air, and the sight of decorations everywhere made you feel in the Halloween spirit. You and Rusty giggled and joked about stuff like any fifteen year olds would do on Halloween