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A bright smile tugged at her lips as soon as the ringtone of her phone played, momentarily unaware that she was in public as she began singing along to Wham’s “Last Christmas”. As soon realisation struck, however, Saskia stopped singing abruptly, leaving a bright crimson to flush across her features. “It’s practically Christmas season,” she attempted to justify to the person nearby, masking her embarrassment as best she could with faux confidence. “Can’t help it.”
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“Since I saw you trip over your own feet without laughing at you, I think it’s only fair that you ditch this party, and come with me on one of those ghost tours. Can you believe I haven’t been on one yet? October’s almost over so it’s now or never for me, and—” She looked up at the other person. “You’re coming, right? I’m a big tough girl, but not tough enough to go on my own, so please say yes.”
A smile touched her features as the girl approached her with an offer she almost couldn’t refuse. Scary tours were her go to thing. “Hey now, who wouldn’t trip over that mummy’s bandages? The guy’s practically lost his costume. —Hmm, ditch this party for a ghost tour with someone who’s never been before. I guess I could make an exception for you. Depends on how good this tour is though?”
trinityhbu:
“While Harley Quinn is my girl crush and I’d totally rock her super sexy look, I figured everyone would dress up like her for Halloween.” She rolled her eyes playing with her braids. “I like to be original and different, let’s be real this might be the only holiday I actually enoy… so I decided to bring some old classic back- still creepy as ever, only hotter because of me.” Trinity posed and twirled around for the other to see her Wednesday Addams costume and grinned minxlike. “Be afraid, be very afraid.”
Sas paused for a second before realisation struck, a wide smile brightening up her features. “Oh my gosh, you killed it! I was about to say are you Wednesday Addams? I used to love the movie. Well done,” she smiled, admiring the other’s outfit before gesturing to her own.” I uh, went as an evil mermaid for Halloween this year.. my daughter’s orders.”
She wanted to be extraordinary, to possess a savage glitter
jessixaclements:
Jessica was busy talking to a man at his grocery stall about the fruit she wanted, when she heard her daughters familiar giggle in her ear. “Lucy,” She sung slowly, questioning what she was doing. Paying for her veg, she gasped slightly. Lucy had been painting earlier that day and her mother had only just picked her up. Jess didn’t react fast enough as she saw her daughters red hand prints land on someone’s leg; creating a crimson mark. “Lucy Mitchell, what are you doing?” She gasped, running to swipe her daughter into the air. “I–– – I am so sorry, I’ll pay for you to have them cleaned. I – Oh gosh, I feel awful. Lucy, what do you say?”
“Sorry,”
Saskia spun around almost instantly at the feel of something grabbing her leg, breaking her concentration with picking the “freshest” batch of strawberries. Despite her initial surprise at the fact that there was a bright red hand prints on her white culottes, her features brightened almost instantly as the mother approached in an attempt to downplay the incident. As a mother herself, she was far too accustomed to these sorts of incidents. With a smile growing on her features, Sas shook her head, “It’s okay, don’t worry. Lucy here was just decorating my very plain and boring pants. Weren’t you sweetheart? —Oh, no, it’s all good. Please don’t stress, I have a million of these at home.”
