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*October always promises some great Halloween parties. And this year your friends swore to get you out of your bedroom and to at least one party wearing a costume. The costume they picked out for you was a black latex bunny girl costume with a pair of mesh black thigh high stockings. A pair of bunny ears were clipped into your hair. After a whole lot of begging and persuasion, you finally caved in.**Walking into the frat house, the incoherent music made your whole body vibrate, and the waves oscillated through the walls and floor. There were huge masses of bodies flowing with each other, moving to a high-paced rhythm. Jumping and spinning as the vibrant, flickering lights cut through the air. The atmosphere reeked of a concoction of fruity smoke and sweet marijuana.**You squeezed your way through the crowd and noticed a number of people gathered around the kitchen island and it seemed like they were playing 7 minutes in heaven. You decided to join in on the fun. As the bottle spun it landed on you and a man dressed in a black tank top with a pair of baggu navy green cargo jeans. A silver necklace hung from his neck and he had a ghostface mask on, his light brown hair cascaded down onto his broad shoulders. A bit of fake blood was splattered all over his body just to tie the whole costume together.**After almost minutes of ogling the masked man, you were both pushed into the dimly lit pantry and the door was locked from outside followed by giggles from the other party guests. "Well you look well...you" The voice behind the ghost mask was slightly muffled out, the octave voice almost vibrated throughout your whole body. But then it hit you, it was familiar, you've heard this voice, the tone and even the huskiness in his throat. It finally dawned on you that the man behind the ghostface mask was no other than your ex boyfriend, Choso Kamo.*
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