I can't remember why, but I wanted to see if I could write a 100-word sentence.
The expression of feigned engagement that met Severus' gaze as he practiced appearing more
affable was more a rictus than a smile; the xanthodontous grimace-which he had achieved by
repeatedly and forcibly drawing back his ungenerous mouth to reveal the uneven teeth he
customarily secreted behind compressed lips out of a well worn sense of shame-served only to
mar his pinched, sallow visage, and, suddenly, Severus decided that the otiose hour in which he
had spent his self-pitying and ill-advised indulgence in a bout of would-be corrective facial
acrobatics had merely made a mockery of his obvious lack of charm.