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𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 went downstairs to leave, even Steve looked impressed with Molly's look. Of course he wasn't foaming at the mouth by any means, he still only had eyes for Nancy, but he still gave her a nod of approval which was their mutual way of showing love. Molly had to admit she was a little disappointed at Steve's costume with how simple it was but then again, she hadn't seen Risky Business (the film the couple were replicating) so she held her tongue. She also imagined their costumes were more mobile than hers. Yes, she look absolutely gothically gorgeous but there was a reason Morticia always walked so unusually, because how else could a person walk in such an ensemble. Nevertheless, the three teens left the Harrington house for the Halloween party with excitement.
"Have fun, kids!", Mrs Harrington called out as they left.
˖𖥔 . ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
Time began to pass and the party only got rowdier and Molly's confidence from earlier soon faded. When the trio (or rather couple plus one) left, she felt like the belle of the ball, but now she just felt invisible. Actually she felt worse than invisible when a couple of idiots insulted her costume choice for being outdated. She tried not to let it ruin her mood in the moment but just after the idiots' backs were turned, she told Nancy and Steve to hold her back before lunging after them.
Ugh. She really hoped Jonathan would arrive soon. She was really worried all the third wheeling was getting on the couple's nerves. She could tell Nancy hadn't been in the best spirits lately and the party seemed to only worsen things. She couldn't exactly blame her though. She didn't know how this stupid party could get any worse.
And then Billy Hargrove started walking up to them.
Molly would never admit it but while she had been keeping an eye out for Jonathan, her eyes had been wandering over towards Billy. She told herself its because he appeared intoxicated and aggressive, thus establishing a possible threat, but she did find herself forcing down a gulp when she first saw his costume. Tight black jeans and a black leather jacket. No shirt. She had no idea what he was actually supposed to be but she did appreciate the look at his body... So she could determine his strength if he started a fight that she'd need to finish, of course! Why else would her eyes flick across his abdomen whenever he turned around?
Her jaw wasn't on the floor for him though, he still had plenty of detestable qualities, including the crude keg chugging he just performed before spitting it out all over himself. Such an animal. Though Molly couldn't tell if such a comparison made him more detestable or appealing. Nonetheless, she still balled her fists behind her back as he and a few other drunken idiots approached them, in case he tried to start anything.
