#surprise oops

It feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest. It’s been a long time since Micah last visited, and Trevor is dying to hold the boy in his arms again, to kiss him, to just exist in the same space as him. The longer they’re together, the more he hates the distance between them. He paces through the baggage claim area, waiting for his boyfriend to appear, and when he does, his face lights up like a Christmas tree. “Micah!” he shouts, and then he’s running to wrap him up in a hug.

Sutton: I need to talk to you, dude.

Something always kept Harley coming back to the Murder House throughout the day of Halloween, for various reasons. While she enjoyed having her fun out in the world, causing chaos, spilling blood, and so on -- it was almost nice to walk the halls of the place and feel how empty it was. Pausing at one door in particular, the sociopath rose her hand and allowed her knuckles to tap against the wood lightly. “You there?” She called out curiously, before her hand reached down to twist the door knob.