Aster and Open
It had taken forever to get his eyes to look like he hadn't been crying. Again. It was Halloween and he had to put on his party face like it was his party and he was the glorious host. You went into a party like this like you owned every decoration and punch bowl. You went with confidence.
Between a change of appearance and a pair of jeweled devil horns nestled in his hair, he was set to enter the Great Hall. Only someone was making a far better entrance than he could have ever dreamed of. And they sort of accidentally matched.
Thibs casually started past the Ravenclaw he didn't really know. "Well you win the entrance award. If I had a ribbon, I'd give it to you," he commented but he didn't really expect a response back. He shoved his hands just barely into the black pants that were so tight you had to wonder where parts of his anatomy went.