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In the midst of our daring mission, I found myself grappling with a peculiar dilemma – an unexpected problem that threatened to disrupt our carefully laid plans. As I glanced down at my oversized, ill-fitting security outfit, my frustration simmered beneath the surface like a simmering cauldron of potion.
"Oh, no, no, no, no," I muttered under my breath, my eyes darting around nervously at the baggy fabric hanging loosely from my frame. It was clear that these clothes were entirely unsuitable for the task at hand.
E.Y.E, always calm and unflappable, inquired with disarming serenity, "Is there a problem?"
My irritation surged as her soft voice contrasted sharply with my escalating annoyance. "Yeah, these clothes are way too baggy," I hissed, unable to hide my vexation.