Halloween || Seth & Arlo
The last couple of weeks had been one of the more crazier weeks of his life, that’s for sure. The lack of freedom surely had done a number on the wild spirit that he proudly possessed. The ability to go wherever he pleased and do whatever he wanted was gone and it hurt him. He had come to learn about himself in a way that he didn’t necessarily wanted to. One thing that would spring to mind: his son, Seth. It was a painful reminder that his actions had consequences. But Arlo put it out of his mind and pretended it didn’t happen, like he would usually do. His ability to compartmentalize was astounding. And so he got himself ready for the Halloween party, wearing the flamin’ hot costume of a sexy dragon. And honestly? He was completely digging this look. Complete with a brown leather harness and jockstrap, as well with dark body paint and glittery scales and dragon wings.
Arlo scoured the party, wearing his costume with a certain suave and pride, chatting up villagers, masters, slaves and staffers. He nicked a drink every now and then and gifted himself a good time. He stopped at one of the blood bars, attempting to get his hands on a cocktail or whatever they were serving at that time, when he spotted a sexy succubus costume, worn by his son. Only a moment of hesitation occurred before he decided to go up to him and say hi. He didn’t want to go through life, feeling awkward and this too was something he’d probably get over. He hoped. “Hey, what’s up?” He smiled widely, pretending there was no reason for awkwardness. They could still be friendly and shit, right? “I like your costume, very commanding.” He nodded, his attention drifting off for a moment to snatch a drink from a platter nearby. “How’ve you been?”
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