It was Halloween night a couple years ago, my buddy called me up to invite me to a big party at his co-worker's place. "Ugh! Dude, I just got home from work, and I hate those things!" I replied with a big sigh. "I don't even have a costume."
"Just grab a mask," he responded, like it was no big deal. "I'll be there in ten minutes. I need my wingman."
Acting quick on my feet, I find my old hockey mask and grab the fake knife from the Halloween decorations. "This should be good enough," I told myself in a not so convincing tone.
When my buddy arrived, I could see the annoyance on his face. He rolled his eyes as he looked me up and down before finally asking, "Dude, you didn't change out of your work coveralls?"
Holding up the fake knife and hockey mask, I simply respond, "I'm going as Jason."
He still didn't look satisfied but we proceeded to the party, anyway. Much to my annoyance, when we got there, he immediately left me to dance with some random girl. Just as I feared, I was left in the corner, sitting on a bar stool drinking by myself like a total loser.
As I continued to have pity on myself, promising myself to never come to one of these parties again. Shaking my head in frustration all of the sudden my world got turned completely upside down, as something, or I should say someone, caught my eye. Despite the entire room being filled with loud music and annoying people, all I could focus on was this beautiful goddess, as she entered the room and slowly walked across it.
The mysterious beauty walked so carelessly, did she know she was the center of attention? Or did she just not care? Standing about five foot six, with curves in all the right places, she could get any man in the room she wanted. She was wearing a tight, frilly dress, barely covering her goods. I was almost drooling over her from across the room, hoping to get a glance if her dress were to slip.
Still in slow motion, the goddess made her way around the room, ignoring all the smiles that deservedly came her way. Then, much to my utter shock, she left me frozen as she stopped right in front of me it was like she was staring into my soul with the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen. The hair on my arm stood up, I got goose bumps and I was sweating bullets.
I could tell she was beautiful, despite her face being covered with sugar skull makeup. She had her hair dyed a blueish purple; she had a sapphire on her forehead, her lipstick accented her hair and she was covered in flowers, but not even all that could hide the beauty gleaming through her accessories.
My heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest. My mouth became suddenly dry. "What is she doing?!" I frantically wondered to myself, trying my best to keep my cool in front of her. "Is she actually going to talk to me?!"
With a hot little smirk, she rocked my world by inching towards me. With her seductive voice, she whispered, "I just love your movies... Can I take a selfie with you?"
Before I could even build the courage to respond, she whipped around and forced herself on my lap and pulled out her phone for a selfie. I was left gasping at her beautiful fragrance as her curvy body pressed against me.
