18-06-2019, 02:49 PM
It was a cocktail party, but not one with classical music and faux intellectuals pretending to know about fine alcohol.
Every single adult was in a fun costume. Many of them were the types of costumes that parents wore out with their children on Halloween. Some people were not wearing 'parent' costumes, and they were wearing costumes that reminded Spencer of the ones sorority girls had worn to Halloween parties on campus.
Taking in the entire living room, Spencer saw a Mickey and Minnie Mouse talking to a Pharaoh and Egyptian Goddess. There were couples in matching costumes sitting on the couch watching one of the men strum a guitar over the music.
It was almost funny to Spencer how all of the people were likely in their mid-30s or older, and yet they still enjoyed having the same types of parties that Spencer and his friends did. And Spencer had to admit, a couple of the upper-class women were undisputable MILFs.
His eyes scanned to different angles, and he could see that there was more movement in the adjacent room. It looked like a larger crowd was in there and that people were dancing. Spencer lowered his head from the window.
With his back against the wall, Spencer shuffled down to the other side window. There was even more energy coming through the walls. Fortunately, this room was darker, and he knew his chances of being seen were much lower.
Raising his head again, Spencer looked through the window and into the room. It might as well have been an apartment party on his campus. The adults were swaying, twirling, grinding, and flirting in the flashing lights and thumping music coming from an unattended DJ booth, which was just an abandoned iPod on a table that was connected to some speakers.
Every single adult was in a fun costume. Many of them were the types of costumes that parents wore out with their children on Halloween. Some people were not wearing 'parent' costumes, and they were wearing costumes that reminded Spencer of the ones sorority girls had worn to Halloween parties on campus.
Taking in the entire living room, Spencer saw a Mickey and Minnie Mouse talking to a Pharaoh and Egyptian Goddess. There were couples in matching costumes sitting on the couch watching one of the men strum a guitar over the music.
It was almost funny to Spencer how all of the people were likely in their mid-30s or older, and yet they still enjoyed having the same types of parties that Spencer and his friends did. And Spencer had to admit, a couple of the upper-class women were undisputable MILFs.
His eyes scanned to different angles, and he could see that there was more movement in the adjacent room. It looked like a larger crowd was in there and that people were dancing. Spencer lowered his head from the window.
With his back against the wall, Spencer shuffled down to the other side window. There was even more energy coming through the walls. Fortunately, this room was darker, and he knew his chances of being seen were much lower.
Raising his head again, Spencer looked through the window and into the room. It might as well have been an apartment party on his campus. The adults were swaying, twirling, grinding, and flirting in the flashing lights and thumping music coming from an unattended DJ booth, which was just an abandoned iPod on a table that was connected to some speakers.
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