I'm writing this from my cell in the brig. I guess after I left Travis, he fell off one of the platforms and broke his arm. Since I wasn't there to get help, I guess that means I'm in trouble. Top Brass says she's not mad at me, but needs me to understand how to handle these problems in the future. She took me to the neighbor's house to formally apologize to Travis for abandoning him. He accepted the apology, but he caught the look in my eye that revealed my true feelings. He and I both knew this apology was a show for his senpai and Top Brass.

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I intend the finishing out the remainder of my grounding with dignity and grace. I've kept up my training regimen of six pushups and ten jumping jacks. While I don't have access to my arsenal, the only weapon I can maintain is myself.

There is a silver-lining to this whole thing. Top Brass says I'm not "allowed" to play with Travis anymore. I couldn't even pretend to be disappointed. I have to cut this short, because it's only a matter of time before Top Brass checks on me again to make sure I'm doing my schoolwork.