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Midsummers. The one night that happened every summer, all the kooks in one place doing, well I don't know what exactly. And for pogues, Midsummers was a goldmine. A goldmine everyone wanted to work at for the night. JJ and I had both gotten jobs as waiters, well at least until he was arrested. Pope was helping his dad, and John B was, well he had been distant since we lost the royal merchant.
"This is disgusting." Kei mutters to me while I sit on her bed.
"Come on, you look great." I reassure, which is the truth. She does look great, but she doesn't look like Kei.
