“Oh…I can’t believe I finally got an interview here…” Ludella sighs nervously. “Just breathe…you’ll do fine… I mean, it’s not like anything will go wrong. It’s not like my hands will go crazy on me and completely embarrass me in front of my idol…” She says, in an attempt at a pep talk, but it’s had the opposite effect. “Dammit! Why did I say that? Now I’ve probably jinxed it!” She frets, pacing nervously. “Gosh brain, why did you think that? Well…you know what…it’s been nearly a year since the last occurance. I’m cured! I’m going to nail this interview and will be in complete control of all my parts,” She tries to convince herself.
Unfortunately for her, the brain is a very powerful thing.