Chapter 86 Childish Pranks

• Edwin
• I adjusted my mask for what felt like the hundredth time that night, trying to ignore the discomfort of the rough edge against my skin. The brown colored contacts I had put in to disguise my natural gray eye color were making my eyes burn, and my freshly shaven face was itching incessantly. I usually kept a bit of stubble, but I couldn’t risk being recognized tonight.
• “This is quite the party,” Charles mused from beside me, swirling his drink around in his glass. “I didn’t expect so many people to be here.”