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Dylan doesn’t look away fro another coat ofto a Halloween party Trust me, you’ll feel et there, you’ll see This is no big deal"

I don’t look down at the white button-up shirt that’s gaping open over irl costu on my memory

"If this costume weren’t soso"

"Sexy?" she pro a costu is picked over by then You didn’t want to go as Jasot Besides, it kind of fits you"

I gesture to the button overto pop with any sudden irl vibe It’s like the amplified version of you That’s perfect for Halloween"

"There is absolutely no universe where the alasses"

"Fine It’s the bold and wild version of you Nothing wrong with trying bold and wild for a change"

I groan and throw ed o to this party after all All those people, and costumes, and decorations I think Halloween is way too overwhele party scene"

Dylan tosses herand faces es to appear both classy and sexy in a homemade Statue of Liberty costume Only Dylan could make Lady Liberty look hot

"Just take a deep breath, Nell This isn’t nearly as scary as you’reit out to be in your head I pro in some frat house with a bunch of people I don’t know--"

She cutsto one of the frat parties Everyone has been avoiding that scene sincewell, it doesn’tseable It’s at Silas’s house And it’s only people they know and trust You’ll be fine I know it"

Apparently "people they know and trust" translates into about thirty people on the lawn, fifteen on the porch, and more people than I can count on the inside Dylan’s hand is wrapped tight around h the entryway to Silas’s house She’s on her tiptoes, searching for hietting out of there as soon as possible

I’ ht white shirt buttoned up that I don’t even realize she’s found her boyfriend until she lets go of my arm At the loss of her touch, I look up, panicked Silas is dressed as a fireman, and he drops his helmet to circle his arms around Dylan His fist clutches at the material on the back of her dress, just above her bottom, and I immediately look away, only to lock eyes with the one person I want to see even less than a very public display of affection

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