it's around 8 in the evening as you walk to the recently renovated last drop, expecting it to be a normal night, housing the regulars and music playing softly in the back, but you push open the doors to see the exact opposite.

the bar is almost empty, save for one table in the middle, holding candles, a bouquet of flowers, and two empty plates. you're shocked still, did you walk in at the wrong time? who is this for?

suddenly jinx exits from the back kitchen carrying a pan, filling the room with the tangy smell of cooked fish.

she looks up and jumps slightly, "oh! hey babe, i was wondering when you were coming." jinx says excitedly, continuing her way to the table in the middle of the room and putting one fried filet and some asparagus on each plate as you stand in the doorway.

"you gonna come sit?" she grins, pulling a chair out and motioning for you to sit.

you didn't even know jinx could cook, or even wanted to. but as surprised as you are, you're enjoying this. 

you're finally getting a full, long look at your girlfriend. her hair is starting to grow out again, it hits below the nape of her neck now. and her face is so much less tired, the past dark circles under her eyes now lighter, and it just seems like she's lighter now. she's even gained some weight, giving her more energy to do more things now.

she finally looks up from admiring her cooking to see a soft smile filling your face. "whatcha looking at? you got an issue?" she jokes, a smile morphing onto her face.

“Trinket..” She coo’s in your ear as you wake up, fingers curling around your shoulder to gently shake you. You hum in response, blinking up at her. “Hi, come on.” She barely gave you time to respond as your pulled out of the comfortable bed and right up onto your feet, dragging you across the place to the main area where Isha was wearing a scary mask from an old Halloween costume, swallowing her head.

“Oh wow, you look very intimidating..” You said, as unenthusiastic as one could be. Jinx paused for a moment, taking a second to look over you. Maybe you were just tired, she did just Literally wake you up 20 seconds ago. Isha’s face contort behind her mask, which you guys can’t see.

“Okay, so..” Jinx starts, and you already want to scoff. You want nothing more than to go lay back down under the blankets and put on a movie. NOT a Halloween movie like they have been making you run through for the past week. So you end up scared, and upset.

“I’ve gotten all of our decorations..” Jinx says, pointing to the very obvious fact, boxes practically overflowing with stuff from over the years. She went all out, every single time, even more so each Halloween, like a challenge. How extreme and over the top can she go this year to make it seem like whatever she did the year prior was considered armature at best.

“And.. I bought all of us cute match sweaters..” She whispers into your ear, wrapping her arms around you to pull you against her. Your expression stays neutral, masking the sadness you felt. You move your head away so that she wasn’t so close to your ear, and she frowns.

Like the matching Halloween themed pj’s weren’t enough, she also got sweaters. You hadn’t put yours on at all, instead lounging around in shorts and thin tops.

And of course, Isha drinking her tiny cup of something pumpkin spice flavored. The straw went underneath the mask, as she chugged it. You sighed, shrugging her off of you. “Fine, where do we begin with.. all of this?” You ask, voice monotone, not rushing at all. It seemed like you’d rather be doing anything else than setting up fall decor, and you probably would. It makes you feel even worse in the end, anyway.

“Oh! And.. we can listen to some Halloween music..” She’d says, pressing play on a song. Though her expression dimmed when she realized how.. uninterested you were with this situation. She paused, before looking over at Isha. “Hey, go get the pumpkin and the tools in the other room, I’m going to teach you how to carve it. They should still be in the bag.. actually, just grab every thing.” She said, watching as the little monster ran out of the room. Great, even more decorations, like these 20 boxes filled the brim wasn’t enough.

“And the candy!” She added, hoping that she’d be gone for more than 5 seconds, giving you two enough time to talk with each other. She shoo’ed her out of the room, Returning her full focus back onto you now as you bent down, beginning to open a lid to pull out the items when you felt familiar hands grab your hips.

“You look pretty..” She whispered, pulling your backside against her, kissing the side of your head as you stood back up, back to her chest. You hummed, holding a few different things, which she carefully grabbed out of your arms, tossing them onto the couch so that they wouldn’t break, expect land on a cushion. “What’s wrong, hm, trinket..?” She asks, turning you around so you face her, backing you up until the back of your thighs came in contact with the arm of the couch. She caged you in, arms bracketing your waist as she leaned in close.

“I’m fine, baby.” You try to reassure, only for jinx to shush you with her lips against yours. You couldn’t resist her kisses, she knew this. And if this was the only way you’d feel better, she’d have her lips on yours all hours of the day.

It started off slow, then progressed into a slow make out, it took your mind off of how sad you were for a moment, your arms wrapping around her neck to hold her to you, tilting your head to let her kiss you deeper. She moans against your lips, blocked out by the sound of the Micheal myer theme blasting (LOLOL).

But, you were rudely interrupted when she felt isha’s tiny taps against side, and the rustling sound of the bags. She pulled away, looking down. “Hey, nice job, kiddo.” She said, pulling away from you entirely to sort through the few bags that she brought, looking up at you while she did so.