The air was thick with anticipation as the evening descended. A flickering candle cast playful shadows across the walls of your shared space, and the faint sound of a Halloween movie echoed in the background. You were cozied up on the couch, a bowl of popcorn nestled between your legs, when the door creaked open.

In walked Ellie, her silhouette framed by the soft light spilling from the hallway. She wore a Ghostface mask, the signature black cloak billowing around her. A teasing giggle escaped her lips as she slowly lifted the mask, revealing her familiar face, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Surprise,” she mouthed, a playful grin spreading across her features. Your heart raced at the sight of her, excitement coursing through you. With a quick movement, she tossed the mask aside and bounded over to you, her laughter infectious as she settled into your lap.

With a gentle nudge, she guided you back against the couch. Her fingers danced across your cheek, trailing down to your neck as she leaned in, capturing your lips with hers. The kiss was electric, her soft warmth enveloping you completely. She pulled you closer, every inch of her pressing against you as if she were trying to meld into your very being.