>be some shmuck dino
>it's Halloween night
>you didn't get any candy cause you don't like trick or treaters
>annoying little shits don't even wear costumes half the time
>you had to shoo away a persistent ptero girl too
>you felt a little bad for her but well no candy problem solved
>she huffed and looked like she wanted a fight but walked away
>the night was almost over and you were ready to fall and meet your sleep paralysis gf
>you hear a loud crash outside followed by your car alarm blaring
>panicked you run outside as fast as you could
>your car was covered in thrown eggs
>and there was a combat boot embedded in your windshield
>it smelled like death
>you were too distraught by the mess to look up and see the gang of flying dinos glide away, chastising the femcel for being sloppily dressed even now