"so you're telling me you haven't celebrated halloween before"
theo decker looked up his tall gothic friend, boris pavlikovsky.
"no! we don't do american shit like that where i'm from."
theo couldn't help but smirk. god, boris was all he ever thought about. day and night, it was just
boris
boris
boris.
"well, all that will change tonight"
the small boy held out a face paint set.
"what is this potter?" boris said looking at the set with a confused look on his face.
"god, you really are clueless aren't you? we put this on our faces and dress up!" theo said in his most enthusiastic voice.
boris didn't look impressed.
"but why potter?"
"because we then go to a party and we'll see everyone else dressed up!" the more theo spoke, the more stupid he made it sound.
"i thought you hate parties, no?" said the tall russian.
"yes, but i'll go for you. i know how much you love parties, boris."
"who says i want to go?" boris said with a slight smirk on his face. "i kid with you! we shall go."
theo almost jumped up with excitement.theo didn't really want to go to this halloween party. he wanted to please boris. anything he did these days, was just to please boris.
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sorry this is so short! and i'm not a good writer but i enjoy writing so here u go lol:) okay anyways, i hope you enjoy the rest of this book
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