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I went to a Halloween house party with my girlfriend who was invited - she decided to bring me along. She was dressed as Patricia Morrison and I was dressed as Andrew Eldritch, both from the band "Sisters of Mercy". I'll admit we looked pretty good together and people thought she was Edward Scissorhands and I was some greaser JFL.
So we arrived pretty early since both of us have a curfew as we live with our parents. Or in her case, it seems. Music was NT as hell, featuring some of the most basic Halloween songs like Thriller and that shit, and I was autistically dancing with her and the rest of the house. Then all of a sudden it got pretty crowded when some of the bangers came on and she disappeared out of sight... I couldn't find her between a pile of sweaty bodies covered in fake blood even if she hairmogged the hell out of everyone in the room.
I then went to find her in the kitchen drinking some orange juice (I'm 100% sure she mixed it with vodka) and she introduced me to her PSL 4.5 ex, who was dressed up as Scooby Doo. He's a little shorter than me but he's considerably more lean and muscular compared to the photo she showed me of him when they were bf/gf. He looked PSL 4 then. He is also hairmaxxed now - had curtains to hide the fact he was NW2. I'll admit the communication me and him had was a little cold and stiff but it was interesting to get to see him physically for the first time. She was chatting to him in a friendly but playful way, and kinda showing me off to him as if I'm some trophy.
75% of the time I was at this party, me, my gf and her ex were just talking in the kitchen in the corner. Suddenly, my phone rang at around 11:30PM - dad asking me to come home. So I had to obey him. I offered to drop my gf off but she said she's gonna be staying at the party for the entire evening as she has permission from her parents to.
God I'm so pissed my parents asked me to come home. Was a decent hour and a half though.
So we arrived pretty early since both of us have a curfew as we live with our parents. Or in her case, it seems. Music was NT as hell, featuring some of the most basic Halloween songs like Thriller and that shit, and I was autistically dancing with her and the rest of the house. Then all of a sudden it got pretty crowded when some of the bangers came on and she disappeared out of sight... I couldn't find her between a pile of sweaty bodies covered in fake blood even if she hairmogged the hell out of everyone in the room.
I then went to find her in the kitchen drinking some orange juice (I'm 100% sure she mixed it with vodka) and she introduced me to her PSL 4.5 ex, who was dressed up as Scooby Doo. He's a little shorter than me but he's considerably more lean and muscular compared to the photo she showed me of him when they were bf/gf. He looked PSL 4 then. He is also hairmaxxed now - had curtains to hide the fact he was NW2. I'll admit the communication me and him had was a little cold and stiff but it was interesting to get to see him physically for the first time. She was chatting to him in a friendly but playful way, and kinda showing me off to him as if I'm some trophy.
75% of the time I was at this party, me, my gf and her ex were just talking in the kitchen in the corner. Suddenly, my phone rang at around 11:30PM - dad asking me to come home. So I had to obey him. I offered to drop my gf off but she said she's gonna be staying at the party for the entire evening as she has permission from her parents to.
God I'm so pissed my parents asked me to come home. Was a decent hour and a half though.
