So many treats

 

“Sooo many trease” Izzy slurred as she looked over her Halloween haul on the bed. Her school girl costume was somehow still on her, though as waysted as she was, she was unaware that her skirt was not covering her cute drunk ass.  There was the resiquit candy, but there was also a selection of nib bottles, joints, weed, pills, and coke. And that was just what the sexy school girl had poured out on her bed. Over the course of the night, shed drank, smoked, popped and snorted a good deal more. 

Halloween night had started with Izzy dressed in a sexy school girl costume, her short skirt barely covered her thighs, and her white blouse showing a wicked amount of cleavage, with her hair in pigtails and a mischievous glint in her eye, she set out with her friends to hit every party in town. They started at a friend's house in the afternoon, where the drinks were flowing and the joints were being passed around freely. Izzy dove in headfirst, determined to enjoy every moment of the wild night ahead. Tipsy they set out trick or treating. Their bags in hand, they set out into the cool fall night, the streetlights casting eerie shadows on the pavement, as they moved unsteadily.

As they went from house to house, Izzy couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. Trick or treating had always been one of her favorite Halloween traditions, and tonight it felt even more special with her friends by her side. They laughed and joked as they collected their candy, feeling like kids again in their elaborate costumes. But in the small college town, they received as many adult treats-nibs, joints, pills, weed- as they did candy. And then too at houses they were known, they were invited in.

As the clock struck midnight, Izzy and her friends were the life of the party at every Halloween event in town. They danced until their feet ached and drank until they couldn't see straight. The night was a blur of laughter and mischief, a whirlwind of fun that seemed to have no end. As the night went on, Izzy found herself in a haze of smoke and alcohol. She danced with strangers, flirted shamelessly with cute boys, and laughed until her sides hurt. By the time they arrived at the last party of the night, Izzy was already feeling the effects of all the substances she had indulged in. But she didn't care - she was having the time of her life.

But as the sun began to rise on the horizon, Izzy knew that the night was coming to a close. She hugged her friends tightly, promising to do it all again next year, before stumbling home in the early morning light.

Izzy stumbled into the bedroom, joint in hand and collapsed onto the bed, her Halloween haul scattered around her.