the displaced; ic

I don't know how I came to be in a vid I have no memory of filming, but it was enjoyable to watch this "Holiday Therapy", if very fictional! Why, my sweet mother would never host so much family for something completely unprofitable and I would never take over such a venture just to "honor her memory"— that would dishonor her! Not to mention I still have very little idea what this "Christmas" is.

To the handsome young human man who was my paramour— while I do not remember our brief time together, I hope you achieve your dreams of whatever a physical therapist is. You can buy me drinks sometime to thank me.

And to everyone, YOU'RE WELCOME!

TEXTS TO JULIA WICKER

> Alright, Shrubwitch. The time has come.
> You, me, and the Christmas cheese.

FILTER TO ROCKET AND NEBULA

Nebula.

Want to see Iceland?

I sat around with this letter to Santa for a while, wondering what in the world I could possibly ask for. I know the portal has rarely ever gifted a human being from another universe into the world, so I didn't dare want to get my hopes up.

In the previous days though, we have seem to caught a bug in the cozy house we all know as The Burrow. I think I'll certainly be asking if any medicinal potions can come through. What I wouldn't give for a bottle of Pepper-Up Potions.

Does anyone in the area seem to have anything similar to it at least?

Filter: Charlie Weasley

I wish I had some better news for you today, but I still wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Anything I can do for you in the upcoming days?