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          ugh, the bitter reek of the cigarette smoke makes proton shift on his seat  –  as much as he isn’t difficult to piss off, his fellow executive never had to do much to drag on his nerves.  “  stop doing that shit indoors! it’s disgusting–  ”

          the sudden smack nearly knocks him off the chair, an angry breath leaving him as he shoots back on his feet, only to grab the other by the front of his uniform.  “  try to fucking push me today,  ”  words come from between gritted teeth as he forcibly drags the man on his eye level.  “  i dare you.  ”

Petrel was well aware of Protons distaste towards his smoking habit, specifically indoors. In fact, enough so that he usually blows smoke in the others face on some days.

|| "Wha' d'ya mean stop that shit indoors, how about you go elsewhere?"

The two going for each others throat wasn't uncommon, in fact, it'd be more rare if they weren't. Today was no different and Petrel, much like Proton seemed to be, was in a sour mood. (Due to the loss of his sweet departed cigarette). Without a second thought upon hearing the words dare, Petrel reached his hands up, one grabbing the wrist of the hand firmly on his uniform and the other firmly gripping at the side of Protons head (and effectively his hair sticking out).

“You can’t tell me you’re actually afraid of this movie…”

“I think she lied to you. This isn’t a costume party. No one here is wearing a costume.”

“Are you afraid of the dark?”

“Did you want to hear a scary story?”

“Love your costume. What made you choose it?”

“Are you sure you want to go into that haunted house?”

“Don’t you think you’re a little too old to be trick-or-treating?”

“What’s your favorite scary movie?”

“The fact that I’m single for Halloween sucks.”

“If we’re both single next Halloween, you’re allowed to put a curse on me.”

“Do you really think the curse is real?”

“Have you ever been kissed in a pumpkin patch?”

“Do you want to go through the corn maze?”

“I told you we should have done couple's costumes.”

“I’m not easily scared, but right now I’m terrified.”

“Do you like my costume?”

“Guess I’m the little devil on your shoulder, huh?”

“I like to think of myself as the angel on your shoulder.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to dance?”

“Do you want to dance?”

“The Monster Mash is a classic. If you say otherwise, you’re a liar.”

“How do you feel handing out candy tonight with me?”

“Are you sure you’re okay? We can leave if you want.”

“We should leave the costume party.”

“Do you think I could win the costume party?”

“I hate bobbing for apples. It’s always such a mess.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“Sorry I have to take the fangs out before we kiss.”

“Do you believe in ghosts or not?”

“That’s a mighty sexy costume you’re wearing.”

“I like your jack o'lantern!”

“Do you like my jack o’lantern?”

“Shut up, that’s not what I meant.”

“Stop using the Dracula accent, it’s not cute.”