non-binary → phan (on hold)

9. halloween

billie dragged phil and i over to where tae was on his knees clutching a bag to his stomach and gasping for breath. she grabbed onto his elbow, lifting him off of the ground. tae gently shoved the bag against my chest. he didn't say anything, just laughed.

it was literally a trash bag.

billie wanted to dress up as a trash bag for halloween. 

"i swear on my life that if you wear this," i said, trying to contain my laughter, "i will not wear the dinosaur onesie, not only on halloween, but to my uni classes for an entire week. i'm not joking." 

"deal." billie held out her hand for me to shake. she took the bag from me and handed it to phil. "would you put this in the shopping cart? i have to help tae find a costume." 

phil and i snapped our heads up to look at billie. phil blinked three times before speaking. "did you just say 'shopping cart'?" 

billie frowned. "yeah? don't make fun of me! i'm still not used to the ways of england, jerk! now, if you'll excuse me, i have to help someone who has never experienced halloween properly before pick out a costume. go buy the onesies, guys. i can handle mine and tae's." 

when they were done, we met back up at the car, billie grasping a shopping bag tightly in her left hand. she was smiling widely. "let's get rollin', ladies." 

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it was halloween and billie, phil, and i all stood in the hallway of my flat, laughing at each other's costumes while tae struggled to get his on in the bathroom. billie placed her hands on her polyethylene covered knees, trying not to fall over. "you guys look so dumb but also cute at the same time. i love it." 

phil wiped his eyes. "i just realized that the top of yours is an ikea bag and the bottoms are trash bag pants. i've officially seen everything that there is to be seen." 

"oh my god, it even has a choker." i put a hand against my stomach. "i can't with these costume." 

billie pulled her phone out. "can i please take pictures?"

"yes! take one of me first! i'll act scary." phil was jumping up and down. he went to go roar, billie snapping a picture on her phone. phil turned to me, laughing. "now your turn. you have to act scary as well." 

so i did as phil told me to do, for once not hesitating to let billie take a picture of me. i was laughing, having the time of my life, never wanting the moment to end. billie slung her arms around our shoulders. i wrapped my arm around her waist, all three of us watching the door that tae stood behind, grunting as he struggled with whatever contraption billie had given him.

he poked his head out of the door. his hand reached out, skinny and frail-looking finger clutching onto a red bow-tie. "i can't put this on by myself."

"is that what's taking you so long?" billie asked, skipping over and ordering him to turn around so she could put it on for him. she finished quickly and stepped back. "now get out here! i want to see how it looks on you."

he slowly stepped out of the bathroom door and billie immediately shrieked. i smiled, sharing a look with phil. "he's so kawaii, i can't even," phil said.