Don't let the bastards get down!

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Spotting the Party thrower herself, Shelby made his way across the clearing, stumbling slightly. Maybe mixing shrooms and weed wasn't the best idea, but it was Halloween, so obviously it was a time to celebrate.

He popped another joint out of the case in his pocket and into his mouth, just letting it dangle there, barely hanging on as he spoke. He was close enough to Hunter now to call out to her over the music. "What the fuck man?" He shouted, unable to keep a completely straight face. "You're such a fucker! You said we were all being the spice girls?" He let out a laugh, and his voice was a bit muffled from the joint between his lips.

He stepped up next to her wrapping his arms around her, making sure to purposely press his fake boobs against her as much as he could. "Whatever you're just jealous, check out these babies." He laughed again, shaking them for the blond. "Look and feel real huh? Best titties in town."

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Hunter spun on her heel as she heard Shelby addressing her, already grinning like a fool as she saw the get-up that he had shown up in. Spice Girls had been her costume idea about two weeks ago, but apparently she had neglected to tell him that superheroes was the new theme. "Oh shit son," she laughed back, giving him a dramatic once over. Honestly, his fake boobs weren't even so bad.

When he hugged her, she laughed even louder, being sure to snuggle in extra close. "Those do look fuckin' legit, but check this shit out, I'm like the friendly green giant!" she exclaimed, sticking out one lanky bright green limb. "Hulk smash, bitch!"

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