I entered the infirmary with my head held high... and then I crumpled to my knees within my heart.
Grand Martial Aunt was smiling... at Hairy.
I felt as if a thousand mud horses rumbled on top of the mini-me inside my heart.
It's okay, self-esteem. It's okay. Just because Grand Martial Aunt hasn't smiled at you, doesn't mean you're not incompetent... yes. Yes, you are.
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