Alex & Valentin
Valentin had been looking forward to this party. In Berlin, most parties he'd been to had been industrial electronic rock-outs with low lighting and a large amount of people in various hats. There hadn't been a real house party, and this was it. Valentin liked house parties. They were more intimate.
Well, in theory.
Valentin was dressed as a ghost, wearing all white: a tee, pants and clunky sneakers. His hair had been covered with some white and grey powder, making it seem ethereal. His skin had also been caked in that powder, making it seem grey/white, his lips cracked and his eyes hollow. It was a simple costume, but it was effective. Even if Valentin was way too cheerful for a phantom.
"Hey," Valentin said, grabbing Alex by the legs and twirling around before the other boy got of his back. Valentin shot him a huge grin. "Like, two days ago! I didn't see you!" Valentin wrapped Alex into a hug before inspecting the amulet. "What do you like? Sweet, sour, bitter?"