Horse-O-Ween

Sat, 29 Oct 2022 00:00:00 +0000

“Honey, we need to talk.”

The words sent ice down my spine.

“Go ahead.” I said feeling like I was facing the firing squad wondering what I did wrong.

“Remember last year’s Halloween?”

What-

Oh.

Shit.

“I remember it.”

“I know you do, you still have the pictures don’t you?”

“Yes I saved a few.” Hundred.

“So I’ve kept my end of the deal, I was the honey bun hair slave to your star warrior-”

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