Jack wasn't a crowd person either. He had a spot on a rooftop looking down at the mass of people waiting for the ball to drop. Dressed in gray-black with the hood, he blended into the shadows where his senses could take in the party atmosphere without being overloaded. Every so often, he waved in Kal's direction to let her know he was still there and okay.
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