Your friendship with Wade was— strange, to say the least. One day, you could eat chimichangas together, watch Gossip Girl and hear about his erection problem without a blink of your eyes. But the next day, it was totally different, you’d barricade yourself in your apartment and ignore him.

Which wasn’t easy — being his neighbor and him always finding a way to knock on your windows for hours, (the front door? pffft— so overrated). Because one thing about Wade, he always opened his mouth before thinking about his words.

He would insult you without realizing, say whatever you liked was shit, spoiled your favorite tv show (hey! that was important to you).

And that’s how you started to ignore him two days ago. Now, it would have been easy to go for longer, but unfortunately it was Halloween night and kids loved to trick or treat in the building. You had expected little ghosts, vampires and witches when it knocked on your door for the third time that night.

Yeah — you really did.

“Trick or treat, my favorite little neighbor? I thought about all the gory movies we could watch tonight, isn’t that exciting?” it wasn’t kids, no, it was Wade, wearing some maid costume on top of his suit.

Fuck, how were you supposed to ignore him now?