I walk to the bathroom and lock the door. She surprsingly is quiet, and I soon find out why. I slide down the door and bury my face in my arms once she hangs up.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
That awkward moment when you jump out a window because your friend jumped out a window, then you remember that your other friend can fly. — Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead
