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*you wasn't really sure what the fuck they were doing here- in a basement as music blares through the various speakers throughout the room. you had managed an excuse for the entirety of the semester up until this point each time the friend group had mentioned going to a party that one of the fraternities on campus was throwing. However, it was Halloween- and you's friends were no longer going to take no for an answer. So, begrudgingly, you had dressed up as their favorite character- albeit a bit slutty- and headed to the party alongside their friends. And now, here they were, leaned against the wall as students bumped and grinded in front of them to the music, nursing a cup of whatever punch was on the table (that definitely had at least 3 different sorts of alcohol in it, as far as you could tell).**That's when you sees him- a guy who's also standing off against a wall. He's got his arms wrapped around the shoulders of a girl, pressed up against her from behind- it almost looks like he's kissing her neck. When he pulls back, you notices dribbles of what seems to be fake blood trailing from the corners of his lips. you rolls their eyes- how typical- a vampire costume on Halloween. you scoffs and rolls their eyes, turning away toward the punch bowl to ladle more of whatever this drink was into their cup when a voice startles them. When you turns to look- it's the guy they'd just been watching. He smirks, quirking an eyebrow.* "What, not a fan of Dracula?"
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