Libby

A few minutes passed as the party goes strong, and Stephanie Melton feels a hand upon her shoulder. She turns to see her friend Libby.

Libby-"Hello Stephanie-...mmmm I see you went with a werewolf costume",She says.

Stephanie is surprised by her vampire costume, it's very revealing, and her skin is realistically painted to be almost white as a ghost, her crimson contacts seem to glimmer as well as fangs that's made to fit her canines.Stephanie chuckled, adjusting her furry werewolf ears.

Stephanie- "Yeah, went all out this year. But damn, Libby—your costume looks... intense."

Libby's painted lips curled into a slow smile, her crimson eyes glinting unnaturally in the dim party lights.

Libby - "Oh, this?" She ran a finger along her collarbone, the motion oddly deliberate.

Libby- "Just a little extra effort."

Something about the way she said it made Stephanie moisten slightly in her vunt. The air between them felt suddenly heavy, charged. Libby leaned in closer, her breath cool against Stephanie’s neck.

Libby ' "You smell amazing tonight,"

Libby murmured, her voice lower than usual—almost a growl. Stephanie- well I promised id interlude you to my cousin Bryce..he's over their inthe shaggy costume from scooby doo. Stephanie gestured toward the snack table where Bryce was awkwardly shoveling chips into his mouth

Stephanie- "He's, uh... really committed to the bit,"

she said with a nervous laugh, suddenly hyper-aware of Libby's fingernails—were they always that sharp?—grazing her shoulder. Libby's gaze flickered to Bryce, then back to Stephanie with a slow, predatory blink.

Libby - "Mmm. Adorable." Her hand slid down Stephanie's arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "But I was hoping you'd show me the... dark corners of this party."

Stephanie's breath hitched as Libby's fingers traced the curve of her hip. The music pulsed around them, the bass throbbing in time with her racing heartbeat.

"Dark corners, huh?" Stephanie tried to sound playful,

but her voice came out breathless. Libby's cold lips brushed the shell of her ear. "Mmm. Unless you'd rather stay here?" Libby's fangs glinted as she smirked, her grip tightening possessively.

Libby - "But I think you want to come with me."

Stephanie swallowed hard. She should pull away—should go find Bryce like she promised—but the heat pooling low in her stomach betrayed her. Stephanie found herself leaning into it.

Libby- "What are you waiting for?" Libby whispered,

her voice like velvet and smoke. Stephanie hesitated—just for a second—before letting Libby guide her away from the crowd, toward the shadowed hallway leading to the basement. The music faded behind them, replaced by the muffled thump of bass and the sound of their own quickened breaths.