colonel mustard
You are cordially invited to the annual Halloween Masquerade Ball
You are not to reveal your real name, you will be going by the name Colonel Mustard.
You should try to wear your assigned color yellow.
We look forward to seeing you there!
He was completely baffled. Who would want him to go to their masquerade ball? He was a nobody who people only knew because of his father but was thrilled nonetheless. Then again, this invitation didn’t have his name on it, only his address, which led him to believe that whoever invited him didn’t know his name, which he thought was a bit abnormal but he didn’t have the energy to question it. The only issue was that he owned nothing yellow that was appropriate for a ball. So, he did what any sane person would do. He went shopping.
He went to the closest shop possible and found the perfect suit quite quickly. It was almost gold with black lapels. He thought it embodied his alias pretty well. He found black dress shoes that went well with it and found a simple black mask. Given, he may not be following the ‘dress code’ entirely, he thought he had done a pretty damn good job.
He did little to no makeup, opting to only use gold eyeliner and lipgloss with gold glitter in it. He looked pretty good if he thought so himself.