the best thing about an outdoor fall/halloween celebration is how readily accessible picnic tables are. once used to facilitate the pie eating competition, talia is now seated at one reading. she’s creating her own light, filtered from the moon, making it easy to read in the less-than-helpful night time lighting. talia looks up when she hears the crunching of leaves underfoot, smiling slightly when she recognizes ezra. “nice costume,” she can’t help but comment, even though he’s surely heard it 100 times by now. “are you sure you want to leave before they crown a winner for the contest? you might win ironically.” / @ezrastokes













