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Uh. Okay so the real mystery of the night: How the heck were they supposed to vote for the best dressed when he couldn't even figure out who was who? Maybe this would've been something he should've brought up in the meeting, huh? .... Merlin. And all he could do during those was sit around and nod his head. Maybe next year once he was a veteran Prefect or something... Though uh, they wouldn't be doing another masquerade so maybe uh...
You know what, he'd have to just describe the dresses he saw then, right? Like that one girl with the big pink one. Or um... Maybe he could just wait until midnight when everyone took their masks off? Boy. He was confused.
And he probably looked it too, standing in the middle of the designated voting area just staring at the glowing cages. Good thing no one would know who he was because talk about embarrassing. Whoops. Um. Yeah. Maybe he'd just vote later? Uh.
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