I offer to clean it up and then try again. (Pink Trigger)

"Such a polite student. Alright then; we can handle reconstructing it later. For now, just do your best to clean the mess and I'll fetch some more cups and handtowels."

With that, Virgilia left me, alone to ruminate over the mess I was in and little else. Damn it... I didn't come here to engage in an endless tea-time!

To an endless witch, the concept of time probably doesn't matter much. To me, it was a little more important. Gritting my teeth, I tried over and over again to recreate that cup, failing time and time again. Sometimes, my tea-cup broke. Sometimes, hers did. She could sense my frustration.

"If you wish to be an endless witch, you cannot be so focused on the time. You keep glancing at your watch. Isn't that a strange thing for a witch to do?"

Ah... She's right. But I knew that my time here would last no longer than midnight. The image of the tea-cup was all I could picture in my mind. Broken. Shattered. Lying in pieces. Tea everywhere. Even Virgilia had disappeared from my mind. All I wanted was to put together a damn tea-cup! If this kept up, I was going to break myself. I'd be just like that tea-cup.

Ah! Crap. I shouldn't have thought about that.

Before I knew what had happened, I'd smashed myself with my own magic. I ended up just like all those tea-cups. I didn't even have time to hear Virgilia's reaction.