The loud knocks on your apartment door make you roll your eyes as you swing it open, and your eyes meet your bestfriend, Sam Winchester, as you look up at him.

“Where the hell is your costume!” You huff as you look him up and down, your eyes trailing over his usual attire. You then look down at your own outfit. A simple, slutty vampire.

“You know I hate Halloween.” he mumbles as he leans against the doorframe. “and hey— I’m fine, it’s not like Jess stood me up or anything.”