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Fern pulled the hood of Midnight's jacket over her head. Midnight snorted "that's not Going to work I can still tell who you are," she dug through her Pockets and pulled out an old pair of sunglasses, "try these." Fern took the glasses and slid them over her eyes, then spun around and clapped. Midnight shrugged and began walking towards the dinner with Fern tagging along.

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