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Yessir?

I look at a very confused Rosaline and step past all the people, her following behind, only because there’s not room for a two-person horizontal line. Well, we’ve been training for this for a while now. We should be ready.

But every conscious cell in my body screamed with nervousness. And my neck was sore from nodding so much.

It’s not easy beaing the lowest rank.

But we continued nodding to higher ranks, all the way to the man who had yelled at us from across the room. Keeping perfect posture, Rosaline stepped beside me.

“Yessir?” we inquired simultaneously.

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