“Why is everyone so lame.” Stanley sighed, hunching his shoulders and dragging his feet on the pavement.
“I don’t know Stan, I don’t know.” Eddie swung an arm around Stanley’s shoulders.
It was the losers junior year of high school, and all of Stanley and Eddie’s friends decided they didn’t want to go trick or treating this year. They said it was because they were “too old” and “no one would give them candy”, but Stanley and Eddie had chalked it up to them being lame as fuck.
The losers had always made a big deal of Halloween, they trick or treated every year, and it was all of theirs favorite holiday. And it truly was lame as fuck that 5/7 of their friend group had decided to stay in and watch horror movies all night. They were probably having a great time, but they were still lame as fuck.
Stanley had gone as Ghostface, as Scream was his favorite horror movie. It was one of the only horror films that didn’t actually scare him too much, but he still enjoyed.
Eddie had gone as a werewolf, he wore a big mask and some normal clothes that had holes in them with patches of fur sticking out.
They weren’t the most creative of costumes, but they were masked, hiding their clearly 17 year-old faces, and that’s what they needed.
An hour into the night, they had a nice amount of loot so far. They had only had a door shut in their faces twice that night.
They sat down on the side walk in an emptier area, taking their masks off, and there was only a distant street light lighting up their faces.
“Oh hell yeah, I’ve gotten so much-”
“I hate candy.” Stanley cut off Eddie.
Eddie pulled his head out of his pillow case, and blinked at Stanley.
“Like, I hate candy, a lot. Like, it’s gross, and makes my teeth feel like they’re rotting out of my head.”
“Then why do you like trick or treating so much?”
Stanley scoffed. “Cause I get to hang out with my friends.”
“What do you do with your candy every year?” Eddie raised an eyebrow
“I give it to Richie, and as payment for all my candy he can’t tell anyone.” Stanley pulled at his sleeve.
“You didn’t need to like, hide that you hated candy from us.” Eddie reached down to grab Stanley’s hand, interlocking their fingers.
“I don’t know, I just felt like you guys would think I was weird for going.” Stanley looked up from the pavement to Eddie.
“We would have understood that you just wanted to hang out, Stanley.”
“Yeah, it was stupid.” Stanley sighed.
They sat in silence for a moment, both of them looking down at the street in from of them.
Stanley looked up to see Eddie starring back at him. “Yeah?”
There was an intense silence between them as they stared into each others eyes, and Stanley felt like the ground was gonna open up and swallow him if Eddie didn’t kiss him.
“Can I have your Halloween candy this year?” Eddie smirked
And Eddie kissed him, and though the rest of his friends weren’t there, it was probably Stanley’s favorite Halloween.
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