¿ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴀʟ? ✰𝔸𝕝𝕖𝕩 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝟙-𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

✰. 28

Spooky (Halloween)

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"Hello?" You spoke as you leaned up against the hallway wall. You had the telephone on your right shoulder and ear pressed up to hear that familiar voice as you blew out a small puff of smoke, "What do you want, Alex?"

"I can't call you anymore?" You could just see the eye roll from the tone of his words. "Are you free tonight? Maybe we can go around the neighborhood and get some candy. It's still kind of early outside." He was right. The sun had just begun to set, and you could see the bronze rays of light kiss the houses one last time before allowing the dark sky to set.

"Trick-or-treating? With me? I have plans, ya know?"

"Plans?" You could picture the smug look on his face as if to say 'you're lying.' "What plans?"

"Uh, you know... studying."

"You don't study-"

"Procrastination!-"

"Either way-" he coughed so he could get the final word in, "because you don't have any plans... we can go to the movies?..." He had a hopeful tone as he toyed with the coil of the telephone string in his house.

While on the phone, you turned your head and saw your parents and your younger sibling leave the house, all dressed up to go collect some candy at a friend's house. Why they didn't invite you wasn't your problem. More free time!

Hearing the door shut, you brought your mind back to the call and heard silence from the line as he waited for your answer.

"Alright."

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"What movie are we watching again. You didn't really tell me on the phone call," you asked as you walked beside him on the sidewalk.

As usual, he had his hands inside of his pockets and occasionally bumped his side into yours, "The Shining."

"The Shining? Really?"

"What? It's the only relatively good movie they are playing this night," he tried to defend himself of his choice of movie. "Or we can go tr-"

"No," you instantly shut him down before he could finish, "No, 'cause you're going to make me look stupid. I will not fall victim to your stupidity."

His bottom lip stuck out a bit for a second as a pout before speaking, "You've fallen victim to my actions many times. I'm starting to think you don't mind following through with whatever I have planned to do."

"Those were moments of weakness," you scoffed and pushed him away so he could step off the sidewalk and walk on the road. "I have to spend two hours with you? Oh, just take my life-"

"Not only two hours."

"What?"

"Well, by the time the movie is done, it'll be seven and," he did a little hop back onto the sidewalk beside you. "I'm taking you back to my house, and I'm painting your face."

"So..." You spoke with your hands behind you back as your mind trailed off, "You're going to make me look like an idiot?"

"Of course!"