She bit me.
I stared at the angry marks in my forearm.
But it was worth it!
In my hands laid the Limited Edition Pumpkin Pete breakfast hoody. It was fluffy, it had a giant rabbit on the front. But most importantly; it screamed harmless.
I eyed my Valean Officer uniform neatly folded.
Nope.
I donned the spoils of my raid into Saffron's room and slouched my posture. Relaxed my gaze and fired finger guns to my mirror.
To my horror, my reflexion's mustache broke the spell. With a heavy heart and razor in hand, I headed to my bathroom. I lathered my face in soapy cream, all while mourning the inevitable first victim of this long campaign.
In every war, there is collateral damage.
We will meet again, my good chap.
And undid a year's worth of mustache in one swift and cruel shaving.