Aidan waltzes into the mess hall, dressed in his Halloween costume from last year. Lazy? A little. Thrifty? Hell yeah. He was dressed as the Prince from Cinderella. Did the Prince have a name? Aidan can't remember, and honestly can't really care. His costume was made out of creme-coloured satin, so it was soft and shined whenever the light was shined on him. The gold accents were made of a lot less soft material, thought he couldn't name it. The tassels were made of some shiny rope stuff. The pants were just regular red dress pants. It may be a Halloween costume, but like hell it was going to be low-quality.
He stood next to his friends, a group of Apollo kids, Aphrodite kids, and him. Some of them were dressed much more flashy than him, with masks and big dresses. Aidan threw his arm over one of the Apollo boys, and giggled. He wondered if the Hermes kids were going to smuggle booze in. He kinda hoped so. He hadn't had a decent drink in months.
He stood next to his friends, a group of Apollo kids, Aphrodite kids, and him. Some of them were dressed much more flashy than him, with masks and big dresses. Aidan threw his arm over one of the Apollo boys, and giggled. He wondered if the Hermes kids were going to smuggle booze in. He kinda hoped so. He hadn't had a decent drink in months.