Noah hated parties with a passion. They were always too loud and crowded for his taste as he was simply solitary by nature. Despite that he was also a huge pushover, so instead of taking his little sister trick or treating tonight like he originally planned, thanks to his friend begging him to come for the better part of two hours here he was dressed up in a stupid ninja costume watching his friend repeatedly try and fail to get lucky with one of the many girls at the party tonight. [i]"Which kinda makes it all worth it."[/i] He grinned under his mask as he looked at the drink he'd been nursing for the past half hour. He wasn't much of a drinker but free booze was still free booze. Another slap sound reached his ears. Noah laughed again before moving his mask so he could take another drink again. At the rate he was going he'd find a girl drunk enough or stupid enough to fall for his bullshit eventually but Noah was growing bored of watching the attempts. He put his cup down and made his way out the front door removing his pack of cigarettes as he did.

The front yard was relatively quiet compared to the rest of the party, with only a few people casually mingling. Noah removed his mask and hood so he could properly smoke and placed a cigarette between his lips. Another thing he hated about this ridiculous costume was the lack of pockets because now he noticed his damn lighter was missing. "Damn that was my god one!" From the corner of his eye he caught a guy dressed up like a mummy staggering near him. His makeup must've been professional because he had never seen skin that shade of grey except in movies and TV shows or on an actual corpse. "Hey man. You gotta a light?" The mummy dude just groaned at him and walked past him stopping only to throw up in a bush before continuing towards what Noah assumed was his car. "Thanks for nothing lightweight..." he mumbled at the mummy as he disappeared from view. Little did he know he'd be seeing mummy dude again later.