Okay, so normally I'd be kicking myself a lot for flunking out of the challenge, but, um. I just got to see McKay and Mrs Miller and frankly anything I have to say to myself has to filter though a thick layer of glee so, yannow. Guilt and second-guessing later. Mindless squee now. (Really, though, I tried. I mean, I did. I have fifteen hundred
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