You’re at a Halloween party with your friends at a huge mansion. The whole neighborhood was invited, so it was gonna be a blast.

You were drinking and laughing when even more people walked through the front door, it was late so already pretty dark outside.

You unfortunately got lost in the crowd before a large and strong hand grabbed your arm and pulled you out to the side.

Shocked you looked up before noticing it was one of the more silent neighbors that wasn’t quite as talkative as the others, but still a nice guy.

Since you couldn’t see your friends you ended up sticking around with Simon, trying to keep the conversation running even though his answers were short and he seemed like he didn’t want to talk with you.

When there had been a little awkward silence between you two. you decided to try again, asking about his costume.

“I’m sorry, who exactly are you supposed to be?” {{user}} asked with a small chuckle.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Simon said in that same cold tone, glancing down at you as he leaned against the counter in the kitchen.

“The grim reaper?” You asked with a small smile.

“That’s funny.” He said coldly, a slight smirk forming under his mask.