A few weeks later....

The evening of the interview, you run to Ben's house, bawling your eyes out, and tell him how completely terribly it went and how the headmaster hates you and said he wanted you to trip and fall. Whether the last part is a memory or something that you imagined on your way back home is dubious, but in either case, you still want to be comforted for it.

You spend the next two weeks mainly at Ben's house, your own home filled with posters and images of Warriors that you'd rather not face having to take down yet. You sit on his super-comfy couch, watch his movies, and eat a lot of ice cream. During this time, you also do a couple more poses for his paintings, but your heart just isn't in it. Maybe you could find a permanent job at one of those places in town....?

One day, Ben comes back into the house, with the widest grin on his face that you've ever seen. He went over to your house to pick up your mail, because you had ordered more tubs of ice cream online and it autofilled your address and they were going to melt if you left them. Dropping his armful of two-litre vanilla ice cream tubs, you eye his grinning face with narrow-eyed and pouted-lip suspicion, as he reveals what he's clutching in his hand -- a letter.

You smile too. For the first time since the interview, you smile again. It is actually pretty funny that some dummy in the city still writes letters, instead of just sending you an email. But it turns out that's not why Ben's smiling.

"WHAT?!?!" You bellow, in a voice several octaves deeper than you own, as you stare at the sheet of paper that you just took out from the envelope. This... this is a letter of acceptance from Coinpilfer University!! You got in! You're going!

You jump up and dance around wildly, and Ben suggests you let him paint you naked to celebrate, but you're too busy jiving at 4x speed to hear him. You're going to Coinpilfer University! You're really going!! AHHHHH!!

How come he said that he hopes you trip and fall?