She walked into the party wearing a white prom dress covered in blood. Carrie seemed an appropriate choice for her. She looked around the dimly lit room all types of ghouls and monsters standing around drinking, smoking and dancing. She walked to the table and poured herself some blood red punch trying to figure out who was who.
“Need a refill?” She turned towards the voice that spoke to her. A man in a blonde curly wig wearing a three-piece suit spoke to her. His black bow tie sat above the white ruffles on his shirt.
“Sure.” She said pouring the rest of her drink into her mouth and holding out the empty cup for him to refill.
“Tommy.” He said holding out his hand to her. “Tommy Ross.”
“Carrie.” She answered shaking his hand and laughing. The two of them stayed close to the free punch and chatted while their cups emptied and filled repeatedly.
“You guys are just so cute.” Sex Kitten crooned as she refilled her cup. “Matching couple costumes are my favourite.”
“We are not a couple.” Carrie answered annoyed that someone had infiltrated her space.