Liza, only half-dressed in her nurses outfit, leapt out of her cubicle and dragged open the curtain to Tina's. There, hovering in front of her face under the power off tiny silver wings, was her friend, no taller than a few inches.
"Oh my God. I don't know whether to faint or shout 'Fairy!' really loudly."
Tina, on the other hand, knew exactly what she wanted to do. Her night fairy instincts were kicking in and she was desperately looking for a dark, shadowy place in which to hide from the horrible electronic sunlight.
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