Goddamn.
“Well, I’m ready.”
Mason tilts his head, “Uh. Are you going to this Halloween party as the Emperor in new clothes?”
Harry smiles. “Nope. I’m going as a pickle.”
Mason’s jaw dropped. “I’m going to start calling you Gherkin.”
“You better not.”
“Come on Gherkin, we need to get going or we’ll be late.”
“Arg! My awesome costume has backfired!”
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