Communications

I have some news. It's not good.

Of COURSE, for my fucking birthday--

As official bearer of crap news when it comes to all things Enchanted Forest/Storybrooke, they conveniently started up again, graced with the presence of the new Dark One. All I know is that we do manage to hop realms to find her (and take Granny's diner with us, because that's somehow crucial), and there's a third curse enacted, I suppose. Complete with another set of memory swiping so we'd forget the past six weeks. We're in Arthurian clothing, and Emma the Dark One is vengeful for one reason or another.

I'm tempted to force myself to sleep more to see if anything else comes to me, because having teasers has me mad enough to break my keurig.

[Texts in Japanese]

>> You kids still thinking of moving outta your folks place?
>> Jack's fucking off across seas with his girlie
>> And now I got this whole house I dunno whatta do with.

>> Can we talk?
>> I "messed" up

>> Hey, baby.
>> What are you doing?
>> Want to just drop everything and run away with me?