#((here comes a garbage boy))

[spread-the-plague]

After the Frankencocktail Incident, it seemed only fair that Malady would get to see Reaper drunk and rolling around on the floor. That, and Malady was dubiously trying this whole "friendship" thing out, awkward Feelings aside.

He had brought the promised blanket, as well as one of his more durable masks; if Reaper was actually going to try and punch him in the face, he did want to avoid a black eye.

Or maybe not. God, he was desperate.

Malady knocked on Reaper's door, calling out "Trick or treat!" before trying the handle.