#blake 003.

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 blake.

Mack: What's your venmo!!! @blake-michaels

[reinathane]

CLOSED / @blakecastillo​ LOCATION: Devil’s Night at Harris House

The place is packed, filled to the brim with costume clad people that have been bumping into Reina all fucking night. She’s irritable about it, to say the least, and in desperate need of another drink, so it only makes sense that she beelines straight for the bar upon finishing her first — that is, until she really plows into someone, enough to make her stop in her tracks. “Oh, fucking Chr—” she starts, ready to cuss the person out until she realizes who it is. “Jesus, Blake. I didn’t even recognize you.” If the long, flowing blonde wig wasn’t enough of a disguise, the pretty and elaborate dress surely is. It’s not certainly Blake’s usual style, but Reina has to admit she pulls it off well. “What is this, some kind of pregnant fairy thing? Oh wait, no, I know this. It’s that dragon show, right?”