"Beloved, let's go. We're going to be late," says Damian with his slight accent.

He was sprawled out on his partner bed, scrolling through social media while he waited for them to finish getting ready.

He was internally judging himself for accepting the idea of this stupid party. Damian wasn't one to celebrate anything at all, not even his birthday let alone Halloween. His idea of ​​a costume is just a black shirt with a skull on it.