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Brooklyn, wake up.
I'm awake.
I'm awake.
It's after midnight.
Time to find out if this magic eight ball really is magic.
Who wants to go first?
Remind me again.
How is it magical?
What makes it magic, is you ask it a question,
like are we staying at my house?
Then you shake it a couple times.
And since it's the witching hour,
the answer,
should be true.
Whoa, that's amazing.
I wanna try.
Does Jeremy from math class have a crush on me?
That doesn't mean anything.
How do you even know it's right?
It did know we're at my house.
So. It coulda just got lucky.
Hey, I'm just going by what I read off the internet.
It said that any answers during the witching hour
are true.
What we need are some test questions.
Give it here.
Um,
magic eight ball,
are there just three of us here?
See, I told you.
It doesn't work.
Wait, technically, it's right.
My parents are here and so is my brother.
Try asking it something else.
Um,
is my shirt pink?
That doesn't prove anything.
Am I, able to cross my eyes?
Let me try.
Is my name, Piper?
Give me that.
Is my name, Piper?
Is my name, Brooklyn?
Well, hasn't been wrong so far.
You know what that means, right?
Yeah.
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