By lthr_jock
“Shane, seriously, why are we doing this?”
The 6-foot-tall blond looked at his shorter friend. “I don’t even want to go to the damn party.”
Pete put his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Like I said, Mary will be there and this is your final chance.” The two stood beside each other looked like an advert for clean living. Both were well built and healthy, both with unruly blond hair. Shane and Pete had been friends since they started school. Now, at the age of 20, they were back in town on a visit. Both had gone off to the same university and were taking a short break to visit their families. Their quiet visit had been interrupted when Shane spotted an old flame and spent the evening moping about her. Pete had come up with the idea of them attending the local Hallowe’en Party in the hope that it would cheer Shane up.
“Yeah, yeah, but she isn’t going to go for me with me wearing some damn costume.”
“But you have to be in costume to get in. Seriously, Shane, she’ll appreciate you’ve gone to some effort.”
Shane sighed and pushed open the door to the Costume Shop. The shop hadn’t been there when they were at school and the pair had spotted it by accident as they were wandering around looking for inspiration.
