* HURRICANE. / RAIN. *

                                                 written by; kat.                                                  promo creds to; @gunthcr

“– He gave me a toothbrush. Let’s egg his house.” “Didn’t even try to decorate the house, huh.” “If you wear that ‘this is my costume’ t-shirt, I swear to god…” “Ew, I hate this flavor. Trade?” “Stop crying, it was just some dude wrapped in toilet paper!” “Wow, you sure put too much effort into this holiday.’ “They didn’t have any more candy so I asked for weed.” “DON’T GIVE KIDS ALCOHOLIC CANDY!” “Every time I sit down more kids show up at the door. I hate Halloween.” “Whoops, no more candy. Sorry. Bye.” “How cute. You look like you raided a dumpster!” “THAT COSTUME IS CULTURALLY INSENSITIVE!” “Apparently she’s dressed as a witch, but I don’t really see the difference…” “Aren’t you a little old to be trick or treating?” “I don’t think you should be having that much sugar…” “If you weren’t diabetic before, I’m pretty sure you are now…” “Bobbing for apples is gross. Every kid got spit in there.” “This house isn’t sca–AHHH!” “Kind of makes me wish something interesting would happen. Like murder.” “NO. NO OUIJA BOARDS!” “We’re going to a graveyard? What are you, thirteen?” “I’ve seen scarier Hot Topic cashiers.” “This isn’t right. Where are the slutty male costumes?!” “This party sucks. I’d rather be out getting free candy with first-graders.” “Yeah, because I definitely want to get arrested for trespassing tonight.” “You wasted all the toilet paper on the first house, there’s nothing left!” “Okay, so just hit the door bell and then run!” “It’s just a couple of broken eggs, it’s not going to damage the car!” “No way. People who have sex at parties die on Halloween. That’s just movie logic.”

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”