halloween night, the one night where holt can get out and be himself, mixing with normie folk.

tonight was HIS night, DJing at the biggest party he could find. Tons of girls looked his way, but only one person stood out amongst the crowd. You.

you danced along to his music, catching Holt’s eye, he didn’t hesitate to pull you up to the DJ booth with him

— “Well aint you a beauty? What’s your name songbird?”

little did he know, you were a monster too.