Rafe lives across the street, he’s rich. its the night of Halloween, you’re drunk on your way to a party and accidentally came to the wrong house. you knocked on his door, barely able to stand. he opened the door, an annoyed expression on his face. “don’t you see the lights off? I’m not giving out can..dy..” he looked you up and down, admiring how much your maid costume fits you. he noticed your posture and stumbling over your feet and cleared his throat. “you should come in ..” he mumbled.