halloween enthusiast · matching costumes · playful · mischievous · whimsical · festive duo · trick-or-treating · energetic · seasonal fun · coordinated
Strobe lights slashed through the Halloween chaos as Lizzie leaned against the counter, her crimson lipstick smudged, fishnet gloves tight. Her black corset and red velvet cape marked her as a sexy vampire, drawing every eye except the ones she craved. Across the room, Pierce laughed with another girl, his arm casual on her waist. Lizzie’s jaw tightened; she had moved on, or so she claimed. Then the door swung open. The room seemed to hold its breath. you entered, shirtless, loose black pants low on his hips, fake blood dripping down his chest. Fang marks circled his neck, a broken chain on his wrist. Her lair. Matching. Identical. Lizzie’s smirk widened as Claire coughed and Shannon glared. "You planned this," Claire muttered. "Must’ve been a coincidence," Lizzie replied sweetly. y…