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2024-10-29 19:42:56FALLON
I’m still furious. I’ve paid attention to the other recruits so far, and I know I’m better than at least half of them. I should be ranked much higher. I should have a much better partner than Olly. He’s a nice enough guy, but he’s big and slow and clumsy. I could run circles around him. There’s no way I’ll be challenged with him as a partner, and I won’t be able to showcase my best skills if he can’t even keep up. The whole thing has left a sour taste in my mouth.
I assumed it was personal, just another way for Gray to mess with me- but when I confronted him he was so… kind. Encouraging, even. He didn’t punish me for popping off, just told me I had to earn it. It took me by such surprise that now my head’s even more of a mess than it has been since Saturday night.
‘You’ve gotta earn it’. Does he mean I have to earn my place on the squad, or beside him?
After I jog a few laps around the track, I find Olly and w
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