𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄.
━━━ ❛ ... and when I'll show my wounds
to the stars, I'll be dead. ❜
extended summary inside.
season one ━━━ undecided.
plot creator ━━━ @/bloodymikaelson.
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┍━━━━⋆⋅☆⋅⋆━━━━┑ chapter seven. ┕━━━━⋆⋅☆⋅⋆━━━━┙
Friday night was alive with ghouls, vampires, ghosts and more wondering the streets, some children being courageous enough to shout BOO or growl at Renee and McKay, they'd pretend to jump back or shriek to hear their light giggles. Renee has always been into Halloween more than Christmas, it brings her a thrill like no other, pumping your stomach with sweets, getting dressed up in the freakiest or sweetest costumes and she cannot forget about the movies. Though most movies aren't scary, it's fun mocking the lame bits.
( Surprisingly ) school is the greatest place to unwind at the moment. Renee decided to go as her favourite childhood cartoon character Trixie Tang from Fairy Odd Parents and McKay was her Timmy Turner for the night. They're on their way by foot after he picked up.
"I can't believe you hate Halloween." Renee comments, shoving her coins in her bag. She didn't bring a lot of money so she'll have to be wise with her money for the night. "That's like hating. . . dogs. Do you hate dogs too?"
His left eye squints, grimacing, "They wouldn't my first choice." Her head snaps in his direction, mouth agape.
"You're so messed up." She murmurs, her eyes narrowed shaking her head at him. Being friends with him might be a bit weird now, how do people stay friends after discovering one likes dogs and the other doesn't?
"You're the weird one." His finger jabs her eye, his mouth forms different shapes trying to get a word out as Renee leaped back, clutching her right eye wincing. She tries blinking repeatedly to get rid of the burn, her eyes watering. "Ooh, I did not mean to do that. Are you okay? Your eye doesn't look okay."
Renee managed to laugh quietly at his concern fanning her eye, stepping back so a couple of kids dressed as different shiny fruits passes. She didn't know why he thought poking her face would be a good idea, "It's no biggie. I can take an eye poke."
"I seriously didn't mean that." McKay apologised, shoving his hands in his pockets. Her eyes drifted to them, was that his way of protecting her from his long arms?
"Forget about it." Renee chirped, wiping her stray tear. The burning was fading away quick. "They told me dog haters are violent." He scoffed at her, the corners of his mouth twitched up. She moved closer to him so her shoulder touch his, bringing a rush of heat following up her arms to her neck. She swallowed down the feeling, locking her eyes on the ornamented homes, "Now, explain to me why you don't like Halloween, please."
