⋆˚࿔ radiostatic - 𝟝𝟘 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕜

It was a week before Hallow's Eve, so you and Vox decided to go browsing stores to see what kinds of costumes they had. Not like the two of you had to dress up anyways - you were already scary enough as it was (jk) - but out of pure curiosity, you just had to see all the new inventive costumes that were created each and every year in honour of the spooky season. You're having a grand old time examining one particular tumblr sexyman costume when Vox approaches you with a packet in his hand, snickering.”Oh, Al - you gotta see this,”he chuckles as he points at the image of himself. Your eyes widen with surprise as you tilt your head, taken aback by the sheer absurdity of what you’re seeing. Inside the packet is a costume mimicking his tuxedo and usual business attire.”50 year old twink…”you read, adjusting your monacle and squinting your eyes slightly.”My dear, is this how the masses are referring to you now? Do you.. take any offense to this?”You ask, tilting your head.