Some Reality Web

[voice post]

Gamora, babe, can you maybe grab that stabby sister of yours and scoot around to the vintage record store near the bagel place Carol likes?

Quickly. If possible. Not meaning to rush you [...] but if you could maybe hurry?

So much for a vacation, I guess? Is there really no stop to these things?

[Kate]

Raincheck on the dinner thing. Or the coffee thing. Or both, I guess, I feel like I'm being kidnapped somehow?

[John]

Good morning?

[Emma]

Well...I didn't get a tattoo?

[Pete]

Where the hell are you?

[Remy]

I'm alive.

Is there still more monsters to burn up?

The Death Eaters, at least, had an ideology - a bad one, but an ideology all the same. These monsters are just hell bent on destruction.

[Harry Potter Cast]

I cannot stop dreaming of the war now.

May every last one of those creatures burn in the darkest depths of Hell itself.

LADY MARGAERY'S FLATMATES

Why in God's name was she out? I've found her, my Lady Margaery, out in the halls. I'd ask her myself, but she's yet to wake.

These bastards destroyed the shop!

I'm noticing a pattern. I'm not meant to work in retail.

I am not waiting tables.