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𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝟧: 𝖧𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

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chapter warnings: minor cursing, a lot of foreshadowing, heated makeout, making of hickeys & some angst

chapter pairings: lynn loud x black!fem!reader, platonic!lynn’s baseball team x platonic!reader, ex gf!angelina x ex gf!reader

word count: 5.0k+

tag list: @sheluvv-jen

author’s note: i may have made this chapter dramatic but i don’t care, cause who doesn’t like in your feels angst?

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It was finally Halloween season, and you were ecstatic about the holiday. If you were being honest, Halloween was your favorite holiday, and Christmas ranged in a close second. Back in your old town, you and your sisters were partially known for hosting epic Halloween parties and you wanted to continue it in Royal Woods. You would call it a tradition, sharing an event with your sisters and enjoying them to the fullest. So you convinced your parents into allowing you to have the party and they agreed.

The week before Halloween, you and your sisters went decor shopping for party supplies. You were in charge of putting the food and drinks together. When you went grocery shopping, you stashed a trolley full of various snacks that was mainly popular with your peers. You pre-ordered dozens of cookies and cupcakes, 5 different kinds of cakes, all topped off with Halloween themes. The sodas were doubled, guessing how many people would be there.

It was a family effort to decorate the house and make everything appealing to the eye. Although it was an intense hassle to remain extravagant when it came to decorating the house yet you just love the priceless looks from the guests when they walk in.

You had texted Lynn three days in advance before the party.

new girl ☺️❤️

hey lynn, what are your halloween plans this year?

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

idk probably watching shitty horror movies and babysitting my younger siblings while trick and treating

new girl ☺️❤️

well cancel your plans

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

what?? why??

new girl ☺️❤️

oh pls don’t tell me you’d rather be at home

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

i never said that

new girl ☺️❤️

great, party at my house, you’re invited

costumes are mandatory

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

holy shit! are your parents cool with that?

new girl ☺️❤️

ofc they’re cool with it

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

well, do i get to bring anyone?

new girl ☺️❤️

ofc

just do me a favor lynn

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

and what’s that??

new girl ☺️❤️

wear a decent costume

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

haha!! haha!!!

you’re so funny 🙄

new girl ☺️❤️

i’m being fr though

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

do you wanna do a couple’s outfit?

cs if that’s what you’re suggesting then i’m down

new girl ☺️❤️

just surprise me

blow my mind

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

my current mission: surprise the fuck out of [name] with my outfit at her party, got it!

new girl ☺️❤️

can’t wait to see you!

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

what are you wearing for the party??

new girl ☺️❤️

that’s for me to know and for you to find out

baseball girl ⚾️❤️

i’m sure whatever you’re dressing as, you’re gonna look super hot in

*new girl ☺️❤️ liked your message*

That was three days ago and today was the party. It was nearing nightfall and your parents knew to get lost, spending their night at a hotel.

Your fairy costume was plain and simple, you didn’t tend to go all out when costume hunting. As long as you looked decent, you weren’t worried about other people’s opinions. Madison was dressed as a witch and Cassandra as Dionne Davenport from Clueless. In the middle of getting dressed, Cassandra offered to do your makeup. She had her makeup supplies stored in an organized box on her vanity mirror.

“Oh, I missed this…” She deeply exhaled, starting with your eyeliner, “Just us two, [Name] and Cass, me doing your makeup and giving you dating advice.”

“We’re always gonna be like this,” Your eyes flutter back as the eyeliner pencil draws underneath your eye.

She stops midway, dropping her working hand and she arches an eyebrow at you, “Really? Even when we’re both gross and old.”

“Yes!! Even if when we’re both gross and old.” You chuckle as she resumes doing your other eyeliner.

She placed the eyeliner pencil down and picks up the mascara, opening the tube and starting it on your face. “No, but when you start dating, you’ll have no more time for your big sis.”

There was a beat of silence followed by hesitation in your voice. You decided to speak anyway, not allowing your first heartbreak to keep you silent. “You know that this isn’t my first time dating, right, Cass?”

She immediately shushes you with a well-polished finger pressed upon your lips. “Nope, nope, we’re not doing that. You’ll remind yourself about that she-devil and you’re grumpy for the rest of the night and if we’re being honest I don’t like a moody [name].”

“I’m just putting things in perspective, Lynn won’t be my first love.” You shrug before backtracking on your former statement, “That if she feels the same way that I do, and we start dating.”

“Promise me that you’re gonna take your mind off that girl.” Cassandra pleads, “Trust me, you’re better off without her. She hurt you too many times and that’s unforgivable.”

“Okay, fine.” You sigh, “I promise to not bring down my mood for the entire night,”

“Great, no more depressing heartbreak shit to remember, that’s all in the past.” Your eldest sister stares at you with a serious expression, clearly not buying your faux response and she moves to grab a lipstick tube from her dresser. “You are gonna blow Lynn’s mind when she sees you,” Cassandra mumbles, smearing the black lipstick across your lips.

“I’m not sure about blowing her mind.” You mutter, smacking your lips together when she finishes doing your lips.

“[Name], you look jaw-dropping in this outfit, Lynn would be a fool not to see that. Besides, if she doesn’t, you always have other options.”

Madison walks into the room, dressed in her full costume. “Stop trying to turn our beloved baby sister into you.”

“Oh, please, being me took years to perfect, I doubt [Name] can do it in one day.” She closes the lipstick tube, placing it back on her vanity stand.

“What’s that in your hand, Maddy?” You observed the piece of jewelry in her hand.

“It’s a choker and you’re gonna wear it.” She said, briefly showing you the jewelry before clasping it around your neck.

You looked in the mirror, admiring your new accessory to your costume with a warm smile. The black gothic choker adorned your outfit even more, giving it the final touch that you didn’t even know that you needed.

“Lynn will be absolutely speechless once she sees you,”Madison comments with a teasing grin. You blush upon hearing your crush’s name and that gave your sisters the opportunity to begin their teasing.

“Ohhh…she’s blushing!” Cassandra notices the flush on your cheeks.

“[Name] and Lynn sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!” Madison starts her new method of taunting.

“Oh shut up!” You yell, covering your face but they continued their rambles.

Cassandra joined in the singing, “First comes love, then comes marriage then comes a baby sitting in a carriage.”

The party set off to a good start, with numerous people by the front door, waiting to enter. When the crowd entered, the party was in full swing, and the decorations were amazing. Numerous tables were prepping up the foods, snacks, and drinks all covered with frilly Halloween decor.

Gabriella’s costume was one of many Harley Quinn famous outfits, the black and red one. Lynn is dressed as a cheerleader with the colors of black, red, and white, the fake blood splattering across her legs and face. Her friend, Margo was dressed as a biker girl with the colors black and white.

“You’re a cute cheerleader,” You flirt, “But where’s your two poms-poms, it’s required for a cheerleader to have them.” Lynn shows you two matching pom-poms, tickling them in your face, hearing you giggle made her blush.

“And you’re a very hot fairy.” She winks, playing with the synthetic wings attached to your back. “Might have to be by your side for the whole night because I’m not the only one who thinks so.”

Gabriella pulls you away from Lynn, dragging you into the foyer of the kitchen.

“I want you to meet someone.” She says before stopping in front of a boy.

“Hey, I’m Marcus.” He was of average height and had a slim figure with decent looks and hairstyle.

“Hi, I’m [Name]!”

“I’ll let you two get to know each other,” Natalie disappears, leaving you and Marcus to converse.

“Woah, isn’t that your girl snatched up with some dude?” Margo taunts, pointing in your direction. Lynn turns her head so fast, that she could’ve gotten whiplash from it. From a few feet away, she noticed you and a raven-haired boy talking. Her heart fumes with jealousy and possessiveness, observing your interaction with the boy.

“[Name] isn’t my girl, Margo.” The brunette corrects her best friend, finally breaking her gaze away from you.

“Well, if you don’t make her your girl soon, then she’ll be somebody’s else girl.” Margo counters, taking a sip from her drink.

That was the ticking words to set Lynn’s jealousy off and she stormed over in your direction, shoving people who managed to get in her way.

Margo screams over the music, watching her best friend head towards you, “Hell yeah, Lynn. Go get your girl!”

When Lynn finally reaches you, she hastily inserts herself into your conversation.

“Oh, hey Lynn.” You greet her for the second time today. She releases a scoff and nothing else as she glared down at the boy.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” Her question was aimed at you yet her gaze never falters from the raven-haired boy.

“Well, can it wait!” Marcus sharply responded instead of you, “If you didn’t know, we were having a conversation before you interrupted us.”

Lynn got up in his face, her tallness intimidating her demeanor, “Ok…listen here, buddy boy—��

You grab Lynn by her arm, tugging her away from Marcus as he backs away as well. You harshly glared down at the both of them and shouted, “Let’s play seven minutes in heaven, everyone!” There were yells of agreement as Marcus scoffs, looking Lynn up and down, and walks away.

“What’s your issue, Lynn?”

“What’s my issue?” She looks at you shocked, “What’s your issue?

“It’s a party, Lynn, it’s supposed to be fun, why can’t you have fun?”

“I’m having fun.”

“Almost starting a fight is not fun.” You cross your arms defensively.

“Depends on which perspective you’re seeing from.” She continues.

“Wanna tell me the real reason that you were hostile with Marcus.”

“Fine,” she groans, dropping her head back before looking back at you. “I didn’t like how Marcus was looking at you. I would rather you hang out with someone you knew, like me and my friends.”

“I thought you didn’t want me hanging around your friends.”

“What gave you that impression? Of course, I want you to hang out with my friends, I just didn’t want you to feel obligated to.”

“Aww…I love sweet Lynn.” You coo, bringing her in for a cheek kiss. “Come on, let’s go. With your luck, we just might end up in the closet together.”

She blushes at the possibility of you and her in the closet.

Everyone started to file into the huge living room, you and Lynn being one the last to enter. You sat on a beanbag with Lynn squished beside you as everyone else gathered around in a huge circle. To give it a rocking twist to it, you combined another party game favorite: Spin the Bottle. The rules were simple, you spin the bottle and whoever it lands on, you spend 7 minutes in the closet with them.

“Ok, I’ll go first then.” Gabriella offers, spinning the bottle with a nifty grip. The bottle finally halts, landing on Margo as the crowd cheers.

“Well shit, let’s do it then.” Margo nonchalantly smiles as she gets up, letting Gabriella drag her into the closet as the door shut behind them. There were multiple cheers, mainly coming from the baseball team and Lynn.

You started the timer on your phone, everyone anxiously awaiting the two girls. When the timer was finished, the two teen girls walked out. Their hair was disheveled and faded marks of Gabriella’s lipstick across Margo’s neck.

“Since when were they together?” you whispered over at Lynn who looked just as shocked as you. Finally looking at you, she shrugs and they leave the living room, heading outside for privacy.

“Totally beats me.”

“Okay, who’s next?!” Luna shouts.

“I’ll go,” You suggest, grabbing the bottle and steadily spinning it. The bottle chooses its other person and horrifically lands on Marcus.

“Let’s get this over with.” You mutter, rising from your beanbag chair and heading to the closet with Marcus. You failed to notice Lynn’s clenched hands.

During your time spent in the closet with the boy, he tried to make conversation but you only responded with short answers. The raven-haired boy decided to flirt with you instead, moving closer to you as you backed away. Eventually, you ran out of space to maintain distance and you felt trapped. Out of instinct, you slapped him across his face, pushed him away from you, and stormed out of the closet.

Everyone else waits for Marcus to reveal himself and when he does, a handprint was embedded on his right cheek. Lynn smiles at his new bruise, aware that you rejected his advances.

Quite frankly, you were getting tired of this game and randomly felt like taking a swim in your pool with Lynn. However, you spun the bottle, eagerly watching it slowly down to settle on Angelina. Your small smile instantly dropped at this revelation. This can’t be happening to you. There was no fucking way that you were going to be trapped in a small closet with your ex-girlfriend for an entire seven minutes.

Angelina Ross is played by Siena Agudong and she’s wearing a pirate costume.

“Nope, I wanna redo.” You grabbed the bottle, ready to spin it but her voice stops you.

“Rules are rules, [name].”

“In my house, they apply for you, not for me.”

“Never took you for a quitter.”

“Oh, I’m anything but a quitter.”

“Sure doesn’t look that way to me now.”

“Listen he—“

“Then why won’t you accept that you landed on me and go in the closet with me? I just want to talk, [name].”

“Okay, you can talk, everyone’s listening.”

Everyone’s eyes were on the brunette girl, eager to hear your business, no doubt, probably turning it into gossip when school opens.

“Do you really wanna do this in front of all these people, no less, complete strangers?” She had a fair point and you couldn’t disagree on that. “We have history together, it doesn’t matter if you try to erase it.”

“Yeah, and that’s all we’ll ever be.”

“History? What kind of history do you two have together?” Lynn asked you. Her question flew in one ear and out of the other as your eyes remained stuck on Angelina.

“You need to leave!” Cassandra announces, her tone filled with detest for Angelina. “You’re not welcome here and you never will be!”

She ignored Cassandra and patiently looked at you, waiting for an answer.

“One thing about you is that you sure know how to suck the joy out of people.” You tiredly got up and made your way back into the closet with Angelina following closely behind.

Once the door closes, Angelina was quick with her statements but you were faster.

“What are you doing here at my party?” You question, hostility in your tone, “No, better, yet, how did you know where I live?”

“I’m here visiting my grandparents for a mini Halloween holiday.” She explains, “And I saw the invitations around and decided to pop by, to see how you were doing.”

“Well, glad you popped by and now you can pop leave!”

“I swear, that I didn’t know that you were moving in Royal Woods, that’s just a coincidence.”

“Cut the bullshit, Angelina. Why are you really here?”

She stepped closer to you, a defeated sigh escaping her lips when you back away from her. You were already in a confined space, you didn’t need to be in forced proximity to your cheating ex-girlfriend. “I totally deserved that…” she mutters, looking down at the floor shortly before her eyes adjust back to you, “I wanted to say that I was sorry. For everything, with what happened to us. I know that I can’t take it back bu—“

“You’re right, you can’t take back any of it. No…no, sorry is when you forget a birthday or anniversary. Your messed up version of a sorry involves berating me and my sexuality, leading your boy best friend on thinking that you’re interested in him, and cheating on me, knowing that you were a lesbian.” you snapped at her, “You really hurt me, Lina.”

“I know and I’m sorry…nothing that I do can change my horrible actions.” She held her head down shamefully, not daring to look into your eyes.

“I’m gonna need a lot more than sorry from you, Angelina.” You concluded with a heavy sigh. You heard Lynn shout about the time being finished and her tone was hasty.

Both of you exited the closet and Angelina left the party as you took your seat next to Lynn.

“What did you guys do in there?”

“Nothing that mattered,”

She examines your facial features, seeing the gleam in your eyes and your upbeat personality vanish. She wanted to brighten up your mood, and she knew exactly what to do.

Lynn spins the bottle and it lands on you, excitedly she gets up and drags you to the closet. As soon as the door closed, Lynn pounced on you like a wild animal, pinning you to the door. She had trapped you in her arms, and you didn’t put up a fight against her, rather liking the position that you were in. In her eyes, jealousy and possessiveness were floating around. Who knew that jealousy made Lynn so hot?

You stared each other down, both of your pupils dilating from lust, practically urging the other to make the first move and take control of the heated situation. There was something about Lynn’s eyes that you made weak in the knees and completely at her mercy.

Those seconds of silence felt like minutes without the use of movements as well. Without breaking the intense eye contact, Lynn gently let her arms go and placed her own hands at her side.

Inhaling sharply, Lynn’s hand cups your face, pulling you into an electrifying kiss. You were rendered speechless, eyes widening momentarily before melting into the kiss, letting yourself drown in the bliss as you closed your eyes. Trailing your arms down to Lynn’s waist and wrapping into your embrace, sealing your closeness. Her lips were so soft and gentle against yours.

Her hands found the clip holding up your fake wings and snapping it off. Once they hit the floor, Lynn grabbed you by the waist, slamming you into the door, loud enough for everyone else to be aware of what was going on. So without further hesitation, her lips discovered yours in a hot minute and you unloosed her ponytail, tangling your fingers through Lynn’s free hair.

She mutters in your ear, “Jump!” And you were quick to follow through with her instructions. You jumped up and Lynn catches you with ease, her hands resting underneath your thighs, feeling the bare flesh.

“You are so gorgeous,” She pulls away, admiring your blissful state and dilated eyes. Examining your swollen lips and a cocky smirk appears on her lips. “My pretty girl, I get to have you all to myself.”

During your makeout, you manage to undo your choker, flinging the jewelry away, not finding its purpose anymore.

Just then, her kisses started to travel further down to your neck, placing open-mouth kisses there. A tiny whimper escaped your lips when you felt Lynn briefly bite down on your exposed neck, creating a bruise. Soon enough the pain turned into pleasure as you noticed her sucking on your neck, giving you a noticeable hickey.

“Oh, Lynn…” You moaned out.

Your hand gripped the back of Lynn’s head as if your life depended on it. She continued to ravage your neck, almost feeling a primal instinct. She sucks harshly on your neck, marking you profoundly to her liking.

Her overwhelming thoughts had different ways of this current situation and they all lead up to the same conclusion. You and her, all alone at last. There were no more judging eyes, just your [eye color] invested into her brown-amber eyes. And that’s how Lynn liked it, in the privacy of her mind, not worrying about another’s reaction. All she cared about was your reaction and that was all she needed.

Lynn didn’t know how long she truly craved this part of intimacy with you, but she knew that it was rooted deeply within her. You dreamed of this moment ever since you saw her in the navy blue blazer back at her house. That blazer made your thoughts run wild, and you felt ashamed wondering if Lynn was a definite girl kisser and if she was, what kind of kisser would she be? Rough and demanding or soft and sweet. Somehow, she combined all of those methods and still made you feel heavily desired.

Your touch gently grazes the sides of her skirts, being extremely careful of where your fingers might linger where they’re not supposed to.

Eventually, you both had to pull away as you pressed your foreheads together, trying to regain your breathing and composure. The sounds of heavy pants filled the tiny closet.

“I don’t know what came over me…” she mutters, forcefully removing herself from your embrace. She recognizes the shocked expression on your face, and she couldn’t help but felt guilty and slightly ashamed of her self-control when she was around you.

“It’s fine, Lynn.” You chuckle, trying not to take her shove to heart. Ignoring the way that your heartbeat is erratic as your thoughts were still hazy. She made you feel this way, and she knew that you loved it just as much as you did to her. “Obviously, I liked it very much since I didn’t reject it, or else this night would’ve gone way worse.”

“[Name]……”

You talked over her, “Who knew that we’d be here?”

“[Name]……”

“Guess it is kinda ironic that we’re making out in a closet even though you are still in the closet.”

“[Name]……”

“What does this make us now, Lynn? Like, are we a couple or just friends who randomly makeout from time to time?”

“[Name]!” She yells, having the chance of voicing her thoughts in the conversation.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I totally forgot th—“

“[Name], I need space. Space from me, space from us!”You shook your head, bewildered by her sudden outburst towards you.

You swear that you could have blamed your hearing for being faulty at the moment. What did she mean by that? Was she being for real or just joking, wanting to get a rise out of you? She wanted space, being more specific, she demanded space from you. So what was the reason for her upbringing demand? Her words hit you like speeding bullets, all coming at you all at once, in every direction, and it wounded you like a bitch.

Does she want to break up your situationship before it can officially start? Or did she realize what you and Angelina were, wanting no part of being a rebound for you. Because that was ridiculous, your relationship with Angelina was in the past, and that’s all it will ever be, you weren’t heartless to rebound with Lynn.

Did she realize in the kiss that she needed space from you, that you weren’t the person that she needs at the moment?What did you do wrong to make her feel like this? Was it you or was it her? Did she actually have plausible reasoning for this?

“Space? Why do you need space?”

She remains silent, rehearsing the words in her head, but not speaking out on your behalf. If she, somehow, had the perfect words to soothe you, she wouldn’t waste a second to make things right but she didn’t…and it was eating away at her agonizingly. She felt her heart break at the miserable sight of the pain overtaking your features.

That was the last thing that she wanted to do, that she wanted to witness, to see you in pain. Lynn hated herself for being the one that would be causing you to feel upset.

“I need to figure out my sexuality.” She managed to say. “And I can’t do that with you around.” She didn’t mean for her statement to come off as blatantly rude, but it did and stung you, hard.

“I want you to leave, Lynn.” Tears clouded your vision, avoiding her remorseful gaze as you pointed to the door.

“[Name]…” She tried to convince you to think this through. “Let’s go upstairs to your room, and figure this out.”

“No, I don’t want to figure this out in my bedroom! I want you to tell me the truth!”

“I can’t tell you the truth right now because I don’t even know myself.” She scoffs, slapping her hands at her sides.

“Shit, I need to wrap my whole head around me liking girls- well a girl. Trust me, it isn’t anything personal at all, it’s just that I want to explore my sexuality before we start to date. After I do figure out my sexuality, I need the time to come out to my family.”

“I’m not rushing you to discover your sexuality or give you time to come out to your family, I would never do that to you! I just hated how you kissed me like that, and that you’re gonna leave me high and dry for a couple of days, probably even weeks!! Why would you kiss me so passionately and….I don’t fucking know, Lynn! You have these glorious soft magical lips which work wonders but your brain’s too stubborn to act accordingly.”

Again she didn’t answer you, and this time her silence was running your patience very thin.

“Fine, then!” You sniffle, wiping the ongoing tears, “Then I’ll leave so you can get extra space from me.” Your hand hovers over the doorknob, hearing movement from behind you.

Before you could have comprehended your senses, she swiftly spins you around and passionately kisses you with her hands cupping your face. Fighting the temptation to reciprocate the kiss, her lips were pressed against yours before you finally detached yourself from her. Lynn’s tears were running freely down her face, and you felt too numb to reassure yourself, you could barely comfort Lynn.

“I can’t help you figure out your sexuality, Lynn. That’s all on you.” Was the final statement that you could’ve mustered up at her, harshly pushing her away from you. You opened the door, storming out of the closet, ignoring the many eyes directed at you. On the way upstairs, you ignored your sisters calling out to you.

She had to discover herself, you couldn’t blame her for that but all while putting you in the middle of it, tore you apart. You were beginning to truly love Lynn as she aggressive as she is.

You just hated how her kiss was filled with passion that would keep you dreaming about it for days.

This wasn’t her fault and you understood exactly what she’s going through right now. You were dashing through sexualities like it was hopscotch, the entire ordeal was completely haywire.

You angrily made your way to your bedroom, not caring about your reputation now. Jumping on your bed face first as you scream muffled through the pillows as you cried. You cried, hoping to relieve yourself from this pain, but your mind replays back to Lynn and the conversation. To be honest, you wanted everyone to leave, including Lynn. No loud music to hurt your aching headache any further, just pure tranquility.

The tears didn’t stop flowing, they just began rushing at a faster pace, faster than you can handle. There was a knock at the door, interrupting your crying session. You ceased your tears, suppressing your sniffles as a way to keep silent, hoping that the person will leave you alone.

Although, the knocker was persistent and opened the door, revealing to be your best friend, Gabriella. She walks in and closes the door behind her.

“Didn’t you ditch with Margo?” You lift your head from your pillows, watching her with blurry attentive eyes.

Sitting on your bed, scooting over to you, “Yeah, but you’re more important right now.” A beat of silence wafted after her sentence, leaving you confused about your next words.

“Will you just hold me?” You mumble, tears prickling your eyes as you sit up.

“Yeah, yeah of course,” She opened her arms for you, sighing when you instantly hugged her tightly as if she was leaving you as well.

And she held you as you cried your heart out, feeling numb as you think about recurring events that lead up to your argument with Lynn. Were you too harsh on Lynn, refusing to see her side of the story, leading up to the ruin of your whole relationship?

Gabriella whispered nothing but meaningful words into your ears as she rubbed your back soothingly. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day because today felt like hell, and you were too exhausted, both emotionally, mentally, and physically.

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