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↣ 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘈 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥

Bailey clocked his head to the side and studied his form as he stared in the mirror. "Bailey, you look great." He looked over and saw Chrissy seated at the foot of his bed, her knees swaying a little.

Dressed as Sandy from Grease, Chrissy looked amazing—precisely the kind of person who could pass for the character. "Yes, but something doesn't feel quite right." Bailey remarked, nibbling at his lip a little bit.

They were both heading to meet up with their friends at Tina's Halloween party. Despite the boy's complete opposition, he was somewhat taken aback that Jonathan would indeed going to be present; yet, he had experienced more unexpected events in his life. He made a tiny upward movement and noticed that the blood on his face was drying flawlessly.

"You appear fine. Would you kindly sit still so I can finish your face?" As Chrissy was pulling items out of her tiny beauty bag, Bailey nodded and returned to his bed. "You appear flawless as a mad scientist, but wearing a little more makeup won't harm you." While putting something on his nose, she spoke.

"I don't think I could pass for one, I don't know." He questioned, to which she merely smiled slightly.

"Bailey, it's not meant to be real." She spoke for a moment before stepping back. "You'd better look at yourself now."

Bailey got back up and took a close look at himself; there was some dry blood on his face and a grey Smokey substance all over it. His wild hair, which Chrissy had styled with hairspray to give it a wild appearance, had goggles resting ontop. He wore a blue vest over his long sleeved shirt that was chequered. He also had on a long trench coat in brown colour and brown pants. He didn't quite understand the allure.

"You seem fine, so we can leave now." Bailey simply glanced at her, inhaled deeply, and nodded as she suggested with a smile.

As the two descended the stairs, Florence and Almos stood at the bottom, grinning broadly as they watched the two of them. "You look amazing." Florence spoke while taking hold of her son's hands.