Welcome to Night Vale: In Character

I'm really not a fan of vacation. Especially a forced vacation.

Send me back to Starling City. Now.

- Hey.
- What do you think of a girl's night out?
- You, Me, Laurel, Sara.

As weird as this place is, I'm sort of starting to like it here. So far, we can't leave, so we have to adapt. And there are far worse places we could find ourselves. Like that Nazi world

I even have a job now. Apparently the Night Vale Daily Journal needed some reporters and I have experience. The place is an absolute disaster, and apparently the editor occasionally tries to take out her competitors with hatchets, but I just see that as a challenge.

Oh! Leonard. Thank you so much for the belated wedding present. I would tell you that you shouldn't have broken into our apartment to deliver it, but you wouldn't exactly be you if you did things the normal way.

I love him. I’m not going to kill him. I love him. I’m not going to kill him.

Barry Allen, what have you gotten me into now?