"Yes, now let me finish your eyeliner, or we'll be late!"

    I grumbled, but alas, I cannot control Angel's unseemley whimseys. He had made the ultimate desicion that we were going to one of Ida's friend's halloween parties while we were visiting her, and now I was being subjected to fake vampire fangs and a stupid amount of makeup. For some unfathomable reason, I was to be the vampire, and he the "dinner". If anything, it should be the other way around, I argued. (Spoiler: I lost.) 

    When Angel was done, we shuffled into the car, and soon arrived at a massive house. Wrong choice of words: mansion. I decided not to question it, and the three of us walked in, greeted by a horde of people singing "Monster Mash" off-key. Vibes, honestly. Ida introduced us to her friend, the one hosting the party. 

"This is Mawce and Angel, and this is Joyce! She's probably my best friend."

    We waved, and had a short coversation that ended with a potentially alcoholic drink in my hand. I took a sip, and nearly spat it out in disgust. "What is this?" 

"Judging from your reaction, bad." 

"Oh, fuck you, smartass," I said, jokingly.

Angel took my hand while smirking at me, and led me through the crowd.

"Where are we going?"

"Fuck if I know!"

    We ended up in a small corner of a kitchen twice the size of my old house, where tons of other people were drinking, talking, and making out.

"What does one even do at parties?" I asked.

"Eh, talk, drink, get stoned, drink more, make out.... one of which sounds really appealing right now..."

"What, getting stoned?"

Ignoring my hilarious joke, Angel moved closer. His mouth grazed mine, but the kissing quickly became a problem.

I still had the fake fangs in, and they were an obstacle, to be polite. Angel moved slightly backwards so I could take them out, and we both started laughing. 

"I told you it was a bad idea!"

He threw his hands up in defeat. "Okay, fine, you win. I was wrong, and I bow before your majesty, the all-knower of vampiric idiocracies." 

"Shut up, dork."

I pulled him back in, resuming what had been interrupted. 

    After perhaps five minutes, Angel had started making bad vampire jokes, and apparently I was a lightweight, because I found them funny. "What kind of cars do vampires drive? Monster Trucks!" I started laughing, and then so did Angel, and we just couldn't stop. My breath came in short gasps, and my ribs hurt. This was the good kind of breathlessness. 

    Angel and I wanted to go find Ida to tell her all of the stupid jokes, but when we found her, she was up against a wall making out with some girl dressed like a zombie. Very aggressively, I might add. This seemed even funnier to me, and my laughter interrupted them. 

"What do you want? You interrupted me!"

"I can't remember!" I said between laughs.

"Okay, we're going home. How many drinks have you had?"

Angel answered for me. "Two"

    Ida rolled her eyes, and we left, not before Zombie Girl got Ida's number though. I'd never been to a party I enjoyed before. I quickly fell asleep on the drive  home, but not before thsnking Angel for making me go. And vowing never to drink again.