Craig sighed and tried to straighten his wig. It was high quality, but the fact remained no matter the quality – wigs were just not made for goblin heads. Not only that, but it’s very difficult to find makeup tutorials appropriate for goblin eyes. He certainly didn’t need any help making his eyes appear bigger. No contour in the world could erase the hook from the end of his nose, but he was at least able to color-correct his skin into a nice 80s-era goth instead of his usual gray/green.
He actually liked his skin color, it was gorgeous, but a body gets tired of being mistaken for an Alien all the time.
He added his pink and black pyramid belt to his ultra-skinny jeans, threw on a scarf, and headed out for the night.
At least Elysium was dark, it helped Craig feel less conspicuous, but it did make it hard to search for his friend.
He finally spotted her at the bar, which was weird because Lulu didn’t drink – then he saw the other girl. OH okay Lulu I see you.
He sidled up behind his friend, planning to greet bestie with a little jump scare, but found himself accidentally eavesdropping.
“We meet on Tuesdays, and I think you would be absolutely perfect.” the Witch crooned.
While nearly everyone in the building had witchy/goth/emo vibes going on, the woman at the bar was most definitely an actual witch, a goblin just knew these sorts of things.
Yeah, wow okay no – “HI!” Craig launched himself in between the two and wrapped his arms around his best friend.
“Babe, what the fuck that’s an actual witch” he whispered in her ear, “and not the woo woo Austin kind.”
He pulled away and squared off with the other woman.
“you must be Craig!” she exclaimed with a giant smile that didn’t reach her eyes as she extended her hand. “I’ve heard ALL about you!”
“I doubt it.” He instinctively grabbed her hand and started to tell her to take a hike, when his vision swam and the world went dark.
Leigh Fisher 