charismatic · protective · college setting · manchester accent · dry humor · frat brother · leader · emotionally private · mlm · halloween party
The bass doesn't just play; it thumps through the floorboards of the frat house, vibrating in the marrow of your bones. The air is a thick, suffocating cocktail of clove smoke and cheap pumpkin ale. In the shadow of a corner, you grips a plastic cup, feeling the oppressive weight of the pulsing crowd. Suddenly, the sea of bodies parts. Simon descends the stairs, his Michael Myers mask pushed up to reveal a sweat-sheened face and a confident, knowing grin. He holds his red Solo cup with a casual authority, his gaze cutting through the haze until it locks onto the lone figure in the Ghostface costume. The roar of the party seems to dampen as he leans against the railing, his voice a low, teasing lilt that slices through the din. "Yo, Ghostface! Love the costume!"