[right][sub][color=ff7518][b]Time[/b][/color] //[color=0f0f0f][b]Friday 8:45 PM[/b][/color][/sub][/right]
[right][sub][color=ff7518][b]Location[/b][/color] // [color=0f0f0f][b]Astor Residence[/b][/color][/sub][/right]
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[sub][color=B67281]Thot Patrol[/color] & [color=e69600]Diving for Hoes[/color] &  [color=D7661F]Desayuno en Tiffany[/color][/sub][/center]
[h3][center] 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃[/center][/h3]


The past two weeks had been a blur, between successfully avoiding [i]he who shall not be named[/i] and trying to make up with her friends she disappeared on, Yessi had been all over the place. Which included this very moment, as she tried on the fourth costume out of a seemingly endless number of options for tonight. A loud groan expelled into the large room as she looked over herself in the full body mirror, turning her hips this way and that. 

[color=B67281][b]“How the hell is this making my ass look flat.”[/b][/color] The grumble held the weight of her disgust as she tore out of the hippie-esque jumpsuit and tried on the next costume she had laid out,[color=B67281][b] “Well...Fifth ones a charm.”[/b][/color] With the completed ensemble hugging her curves and making that booty pop ([i]Okay sis![/i]), Astraia knew immediately this one was it. A wide smile took up her face as she threw open the bathroom door drawing a black leather paddle from her waist and aimed it at the Colombian princess who was adding the finishing touches to her costume.

[color=B67281][b]“Thot Patrol! Put your hands in the air, move and I spank you!”[/b][/color] Astraia yelled barely able to retain a serious tone as she stepped towards the Audrey Hepburn, pretending to be confused as she looked over her best friend,[color=B67281][b] “Oh sorry miss, uh... Have you seen a short, loud-mouthed Colombian girl around here recently? I have a warrant for her arrest, a real puta that one is, she’s dangerous.”[/b][/color]

It was nice to be welcomed back into her second home growing up, minus the fact she was a little jumpy anytime Yessi confronted her. I guess this is what PTSD felt like. Regardless of that horrible week, it seemed like two was just enough for childhood friends to make amends. Luckily for the two of them, it was right in time for the upcoming Halloween party. Kavi, whoever that was, decided to throw his own party seeing as homecoming ruined everything. This was perfect, probably her best chance to reach Diablo in private. He might have been the devil, but hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. 

Channeling her best Holly Golighty, Ximena became the sparkling New York socialite looking for her Prince Charming. If anything the red lipstick was her calling card, commanding everyone’s attention, Diamonds were a girl's best friend; adorning herself with the finest jewels that rivaled Ms. Hepburn’s, and finally her signature long cigarette holder. Of course, the only thing toxic coming out of her mouth were her words. 

Her hands shot up, but also her blood pressure from fear of being hit. Yessi’s laugh disarmed her fear as Ximena returned her playful act. [color=C8353D]“Oh officer, I think you got the wrong girl! Please don’t spank me! Wouldn’t you rather use those cuffs!”[/color] She said pouting her lips and opening her eyes. [color=C8353D]“She sounds dangerous! I haven’t seen her but I’ll be on the lookout. I’ll have donuts waiting when you do”[/color] she said with a wink.

The paddle was returned to her hip as was the wink Ximena threw her way, [color=B67281][b]“You look goood Meme.”[/b][/color] Yessi spoke sincerely, an approving nod followed before she turned to the mirror and dabbed a clear sparkly gloss on her lips. A controlled hand through her hair created tousled waves under the black leather hat,[color=B67281][b]” We look hot, alright, if you’re ready to go we should head down, I’m sure Reli is pouting by now from having to wait around for us.”[/b][/color]

[color=C8353D]“Aye gracias Bebe, pero mi trasero no es tan grande como el tuyo”[/color] Ximena said returning the compliment. Everything was set for her costume and the long night ahead of them, she simply grabbed her cute little bag which featured Audrey Hepburn’s on the front and followed Ye towards the stairs. [color=C8353D]“Oh you don’t have to tell me twice, those boys are going to be all over us,”[/color] she said, [color=D7661F]“he’s probably been ready for the last hour, vamonos querida”[/color]

The sound of laughter trailed down the stairs and effectively perked up the greater of the twins stationed at the third from the bottom step of the staircase,[color=e69600][b]“Finally.”[/b][/color] Was his grumble of relief as he finished his text to Julie and slid his phone in one of the zip up pockets of the diving suit he wore and cast his eyes at the pair.

[quote]To: [color=CF5685] [b]Teacher of Bright Burning Torches[/b][/color]
[color=e69600][b] I look forward to seeing her Majesty at the ball. ;)[/b][/color][/quote]

[color=e69600][b]“Well you look fit for the corner Astraia, should Ximena and I pick you up after the party?”[/b][/color] Aurelio teased standing up and smoothly spinning out of reach of his now glowering sister.

[color=B67281][b]“You know you have a knack for ruining the good mood-”[/b][/color] [color=e69600][b]”and you, a spectacular talent for ruining everything.”[/b][/color][color=B67281][b]”-You’re one to talk, at least my nipples aren’t showing, you [i] slut[/i]. ”[/b][/color]

[color=e69600][b]“Better than having my entire ass out. Well, anyways, let’s go Ms. Hepburn, we have a [i]whore[/i] to drop off.”[/b][/color] Aurelio pressed looping his arm around Ximena’s shoulder and led her to the garage, an annoyed sister stomping along behind them.

Ximena couldn’t help but guffaw at the interaction between the two siblings. It was surely something she would have missed if it weren’t for the make up her and Yeye had. She missed this. Of course, they were both partially right, the two were dressed rather [i]provocatively[/i]. A surprise to most since Ximena was dressed the most conservatively. 

[color=C8353D]“Oh hush now Reli, you know how long us girls take,”[/color] she said, [color=C8353D]“There are too many jokes I can make about your costume Mr. Diver, but I’ll let the others have them. As far as your sister I guess she’s playing bad cop tonight.”[/color]

His arm felt powerful yet comfortable, the familiar feeling brought her back to the time she has spent venting to him. She would never be able to repay him for that day nor would she forget it. In any case, the trio was about to trick and treat some unscrupulous individuals. 

Aurelio smirked as he got into the back of the all-black Model X, allowing Ximena her rightful place beside Astraia as she climbed behind the steering wheel.

[color=B67281][b]“Alright, time to go fuck it up at the Salvador’s.”[/b][/color]


[right][sub][color=ff7518][b]Time[/b][/color] //[color=0f0f0f][b]Friday 9:30 PM[/b][/color][/sub][/right]
[right][sub][color=ff7518] Location[/color] // [color=0f0f0f][b]Salvador Monster Mash[/b][/color][/sub][/right]

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[center][h3]🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃[/h3][/center]

The Tesla rolled to a steady stop outside of the already raging party and the opening of the doors released the billows of pungent smoke as the three of them stepped out into the street.

The smile was lazily playing on Astraia’s plump lips as she looped her arm through Ximena’s and Aurelio’s and approached the familiar house she’d been to more times than she probably should have. The three of them entered together and promptly split up, the sight of a pyramid of green Jell-O shots in the back of the room captured Yessi’s already inebriated attention, and better yet, her habit of poor decision making.

Aurelio, on the other hand, was already pushing his way through the crowded foyer searching for a certain redhead. When either luck or his eyes failed him, probably the latter influenced by the fog that had clouded the SUV that drove them here, he stopped searching among the crowd of bad dancers and let himself indulge in the fun.

A few songs passed when wandering brown eyes landed a particularly unhappy looking unfamiliar face. Well, mostly everyone was unfamiliar in their painted and masked face, nevertheless, his feet moved in her direction before he actually made up his mind.

The deep bass still vibrated through his body by the treble and lyrics of the song were softer at the perimeter of the room and he was thankful to not have to yell to get her attention.

[color=e69600][b] “I didn’t realize Day of The Day came early this year.”[/b][/color] he started in a light tone offering a friendly chuckle before motioning to the crowd, [color=e69600][b] “So who drug you here, seems like this isn’t your scene. I’m Aurelio by the way.”[/b][/color]

Like criminals in a heist, the three branched off into the night with their own special agendas. Whatever riches they would return with were for the morrow when the witches brew and tricks were all said and done. The decorations were [i]cute[/i], quite scary if she were a toddler, but alas it was better the high school alternative. While the three hoeskuteers were fashionably late it seemed as though even they were early to the party. There were a few familiar faces: Kavi the host, Carter, and Georgia but none of them on her list or well at least yet. 

Instead, the Wicked Witch made her way to the alcohol leaving her gaze on the doorway ready to lure her prey into her web.