One of the hooded figures let me borrow his/her/it’s cloak. How sweet. Thank you, hooded figure. Thank you.
Perfectly disgruntled Carlos and Cecil were having a grand time this Halloween. They took this picture to document their love and happiness, but a strange hooded figure appeared in the photo behind them. The next morning, Cecil was found perfectly fine. Carlos was also found to be unharmed. Reblog or else you will also have a lovely photo ruined by a hooded figure in a hockey mask.
I swear to god if I ever meet Spencer Smith there’d better be a nurse or something on-site because my hug will crack at least four of his ribs and collapse his lungs.