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(Y/n) (L/n)'s Perspective
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To be honest, I was a little surprised at Annette's offer. She knew very well what happened, but she also knew it wasn't my fault. I guess she was going to watch how much I drank.

We got ready, Annette made sure I looked good to my liking, knowing I felt better when I felt pretty, which, for a second, almost made me smile. Though, it didn't last long. We then headed to her house and we had fun going through her closet, trying to find the best thing in her closet.

Now the thing about Annette... She has 8 kids... She has a loving husband... She is super fucking hot... She is literally super hot in her fire skeleton demon amongst ashes form... I don't know her actual species name... She is a pole dancer... And she is a world wide known serial killer.

Not in this town though. They seem to avoid reading about anything outside of what happens in this town. But I know why.

Now back to my point. Annette has a lot of sexy outfits in her closet. So nice and fun, I asked to wear one of hers. She thought about it, in the midst of trying on another one of her dresses.

"I have one that doesn't fit anymore." She fumbled through the closet, soon pulling out a strapless dress that was basically like a corset. It was nice plain black and all along the sides were lacings that had to be adjusted and stuff to get the bodice you'd want.

She pulled out a similar dress, but it was just a deep neck with the same situation, but also had the same situation going on where on a long dress the leg cuts would be.

"Ready to lose your lingerie~?"

"Hell yes~!" I took the dress from her and we both got ready. We decided to change my lipstick, which was easy to do. We of course did what we have done since we started hanging out and took a Polaroid picture of us in the mirror, then of course to be more modern, we took one with a phone and she sent the photo to me.

Then we went to hit the bar.~

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The smell of liquor was intoxicating enough. My senses lit up, ready to lose my taste buds from a hard drink. Annette looked around and soon pointed to a table. There was her husband.

He was a red head with freckles on his neck, his eyes were green, and he was pretty buff. He was a big dude compared to his short wife, but her curves and bust helped even that out.

He waved us over to the table. Annette got giggly as she usually did when it came to her husband. She grabbed ahold of my wrist and dragged me over with her. I'd purposely step on a drunk guys foot for the fun of hearing him yell out in shock and pain.

"Hey baby~" Her husband pulled her to him by her waist and was quick to connect their lips. It was long and tender. I felt happy for them, but whenever they did as so I always felt... sad... that that couldn't be me and the person I loved. Who at the moment was no one, but still...

They disconnected their lips with saliva still keeping them attached. Annette giggles love sickly.

"I ordered shots for the four of us." He said, glancing over to me.

"Four?" I asked confused.

"Oh yeah, my drinking buddy is here." He pointed back to the both. Sitting there was none other than Offender. I gave Annette a look, that I knew him, but also wasn't bothered by him, but also he needed an eye kept on him. She nodded at me.

"Baby~ can we head to the back real quick~?" She whined to her husband.

"Why?" He asked, confused.

"Me and (Y/n) wanted to reek some havoc~ but we need your help, she'll stay here with your friend, we'll be right back I promise~" She purred to him, he just nodded and followed her.

I sit next to Offender. He didn't seem to notice me yet, so I tapped his shoulder. He looked over at me and was quick to look up and down.

"Well, I didn't expect to see you here~" He hummed, obviously enjoying the view, to which I rolled my eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, seeing as this was a human bar, not a species bar.

"What do you mean? I always come here."

"I mean why aren't you in the special bar down the street?"

"What do you mean special?" I sigh and scoot closer to him and lean into his ear.

"Non human bar, protecting us from government." I moved away from his ear.

"Never heard of it." He shrugged. "By the way, Slender's here too."

"What?" I asked. "It's not safe..." I whisper.

"You don't need to worry about us. We're pretty good around humans." 

"Well I'm sure you're at least familiar with the S.C.P foundation?" I semi-questioned. He nodded and pointed to someone past my shoulder. I glance over my shoulder and see a pale tall man walking over, he had brown hair and brown eyes. I knew it was Slender automatically, because he was wearing a "Not-Quite-Yourself" pendent.

"I wear a fedora, but he'd be a stick in the mud without that pendent."

"A pendent he should have tucked in his shirt. They recognize stuff like that." I catch Slender's attention with a wave. He stopped in front of me.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be relaxing? You were very much harmed the other day." He asked, probably not realizing he had ran his fingers through my hair. I felt my cheeks heat, from his sudden physical contact.

"I'm fine, but you, should be hiding this." I gently grasp the chain of the necklace holding the pendent. I squint my eyes at it. "Ancient engravings... where'd you get this?"

"My father, he had to use it too." He replied calmly, he was leaned over slightly to help me examine it without cutting his neck with the chain.

"It's quite old. It needs to be refurbished..." I let it go and he put it in his shirt.

Suddenly Slender was grabbed and pinned into the booth right next to ours. It was Annette. Her eyes were glowing a demonic fiery blue.

"Hey hey! Annette back down! I know him!" I quickly got up from my seat. Annette growled and lifted Slender back up onto his feet.

"Watch it stud." She growled, her eyes turning back to their normal hazel color.

"Annette calm down." Her husband pulled her hair gently, making her look up at him. She pouted and apologized. He looked to Slender. "You can join us if you'd like."

"I was going to join my brother anyways, but thank you for the invite." He said, clearly being a little passive aggressive, but not wanting to pick a fight with my friend. And even if he did, he'd probably lose.

"I can order another round for you if you'd like." Anette's husband offered.

"No thanks, I don't drink." He nodded.

"So you know both of these guys?" Annette clarifies with me. I nodded.

"I do." I reassure. She calmed down and sat down with her husband. Offender scooted in in the round booth and I did the same and Slender joined us.

"So how do you know them?" Annette asked.

"You know." I give her a certain look and her lips make an "O" shape.

This was going to be an interesting night.