Lucien was outside at this point and he certainly wasn't shy about his feelings. After all he'd gone through, there was certainly no way he was about to let how other people looked at him change how he was feeling. He was doing back flips and somersaults in the air with the biggest grin you could possible have without slicing open your cheeks or being a shapeshifter. It was certainly okay by him, a small jingle from his cape accompanying his efforts.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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