I remember being nine (or ten) and crying one morning at my grandma's place because I'd accidentally smeared henna all over my favorite nightgown and my cousins - one boy and one girl - not laughing at me for it but kept telling me how pretty my henna-decorated hands were instead. It's a funny thing to think about, but nice all the same
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It'll be fine!
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*kicks a$$ gently* get to it woman!
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