Ron’s just like ‘srsly tho, we’ve been dealing with this shit since 1st year. Dude’ll be fine, you watch. He’s gonna be walkin in those doors in like three seconds carrying a flock of unicorns he saved from an acromantula’
brb crying forever
goodnight, sweet prince.
It’s December 21st. You wake up and everything is normal. No destruction, no zombies, nothing out of the ordinary. You breathe a sigh of relief and step out of bed, only to see a poster on your door that reads “Sburb Beta”. You turn to your calender, which states that today is your birthday. There is a package waiting in the mail. Suddenly, you can’t remember your name.
It has begun.
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