Chapter 6: I'll ask for that favor now.

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A/n- as you see I've had a major writers block( all of our worst enemy) but also dealing with high school and other personal matter has made great impact on me wanting to write. I've been wanting to write and thought on continuing but I couldn't. But now I am here with the update and I'm sorry for such a long wait. I won't promise the next update would be quick but I'll try to update more. As to the song I've had it on repeat for few months since I went and replayed DMC 3. Well without further ado enjoy the story.

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The sound of bass and electronics blasting entrancing trendy pop music fills the huge living room, the party was in full motion the moment you set foot on the drive way of the huge real estate.

Upon entering the real estate, your nostrils fills with the intoxicating smell of alcohol, the atmosphere was hot and heavy just walking by or a sudden glance you can see the grinding of hot and sweaty bodies colliding on the dance floor like animals in heat.

People consuming each others lips, others having a good time chatting where as some objects of the house being thrown, pieces of what seemed to be a vase was on the punch bowl, people laughing and snickering at their mischief. You weave through the crowd, avoiding as much contact as possible but the constant rubbing of shoulders and bumping into another was inevitable.

You were wearing a (Favorite costume or cosplay), being as you were one of the few people actually dressed as something for the occasion you got some attention from people, from nice comments to asking to take a phote to even some trying to grope you, you taught the asshole a good lesson why not to ever do such a thing again.

While walking, you noticed a pattern of people wearing very cheap costume, cheap by the meaning they throw on whatever piece they found and put it on, some just wearing a mask another just a vampire teeth, one was just wearing a shirt with a note on its front saying free hugs.

Although than again since when were everyone supposed to be extact replicas of creatures of the night right? Just the meer thought of them sent shivers down your spine, of course it would after such a close call that night, the memories of the event caused you to be slightly light headed. Shaking your head you go outside to get fresh air before thinking on looking for your friends.

While looking on the yard I was currently at, I noticed it wasnt crowed like it was inside, it was a relief not needing to go through bodies again.

Looking at my surroundings, seeing a jacuzzi being used by few people from what I assume to be couples, who are currently having a makeout session. On the far left I see a large pool being filled by people playing with a beach ball having a blast some, dressed as a mermaid and merman swiming in the pool, the water was glistining from the light of the house and lit torches decorting the yard, along with some hedges shaped into a ghost another as a dullahan (headless rider) and so on.

I glanced up to the dark sky not meeting with the moon like other times, seeing as it must have been a new moon, partial clouds bask the barely star covered dark sky, as a gentle autumn breeze blew through my (hair color ) locks.

Shivering a bit, I sighed, "why did I not ask where was the meet up? Honestly way to go y/n, why did I let that slip my mind?" I said to myself, sighing again in how dumb the both of us were for not planning on the meeting area. The sudden "Hoot" from a nearby owl brought me back from my train of thought, I later brought myself to thinking on going back inside, where there's more people around, doubting of running into any of those creatures again being by a crowd, right?

I enter and went back looking for my friends again, when suddenly a strange sound was heard and then the lights when out, "BAM!" the sound of the roof caving in, few people being crushed under the debris other running from it, while other get trapped under.

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