"yeh. . . . I do actually. Weird" he agreed. Rubbing his hand of his chest, where the feeling was strongest.
Midnight realised she had done it wrong, her hand became indigo, and she tried again. It had worked, the tingly feeling was gone. She changed shoes, into flats, and dress into skinny jeans and white top. Then she ran back to the lunchhall, she needed a muffin. .

