flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
This is where we really solidify Caroline as absolutely terrible. Talk shit about my town, be a snooty bitch, but DO NOT INTERRUPT ME WHILE I’M READING (especially to ask about how much I like reading). More than 200 years later and people still haven’t figured out that that’s rude. Go away, Caroline, we re trying to write/read! My soft spot for you has shriveled away to nothing.