I asked Brianna to take a picture of me and Trinity, but Trinity kept digging up her shirt. I already knew that she hated the long-sleeved undershirt they had to wear, which is what I thought she was fussing about. To the delight of everyone around us, she pulled out a stray roller that had got caught up in her uniform earlier that morning (I'm holding it in my right hand). It was almost like a magic trick, and at 5:30 in the morning, everyone giggled hysterically.
Shelly
Ta-da!
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