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𝓐 gorgeous red-head laid on a double bed, reading as her two best friends got ready.
"Sam! Get a move on, would ya?" Jessica Moore shouted, obviously getting irritated by the lack of movement in her boyfriend. The beautiful blonde slipped out of the bathroom, as Bethany 'Beth' Rosette closed her book and placed it on the bed beside her.
"You have a sharp voice, you know that?" The girl dragged her tongue over her bottom lip as she stood up, brushing her fingers over her crinkled shirt. Beth noticed the look Jess was giving her, and rolled her eyes. "You know how I feel about halloween, don't expect me to dress up."
"I know. I just don't understand why." Jess muttered as she turned around towards the mirror and sorted her earrings.
"I hate monsters that go bump in the night, that's all." She shrugged, it wasn't a bad lie considering what she knew was out there.
"Sam, we were supposed to be there like fifteen minutes ago." Jess complained, finally the moose like man popped his head out of the bathroom with a scowl edged on his prominent face.
"Do I have to go?" He inquired, as Beth picked up a pillow and launched it at his head. Sam caught it just in time before it hit him in the face, and a laugh flowed from his lips. "I'll take that as a yes then, B." He amusedly spoke.
"Yes, it'll be fun." Jess continued on from her friends, large pillow attack. Sam came out in normal clothes as Jess walked to meet him halfway. "And where's your costume?" She questioned teasingly, already knowing his answer.
Sam looked at Beth and mouthed 'help', she laughed and shrugged. "You know how I feel about halloween, much like Beth." He pointed over at her and she rolled her eyes.
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Beth rolled her hips against the unknown males as the two danced in the middle of the crowd, gaining wolf-whistles from the rest of his friends. "Damn." The male whistled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Jess caught her eye and smirked, as she sent her a quick wave. The straight shots of tequila she had gave her liquid courage, so she leaned up and pressed her lips against the side of his throat. He smirked, as he cupped the back of her head, before her phone started ringing.
The male groaned as Beth pulled back. "Sorry baby, phone calls await." She teased, before making her way through the enormous crowd. She slid near the table and leaned down towards Sams' ear.
