So you all know why we’re here. We need a teacher. A proper teacher. One who’s had experience defending themselves against the Dark Arts.

Fucking this. I’ve about had it with the crazy people in the RP world and if it weren’t for a very small group of people, I’d be done forever after last night.

Paige: I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to ring the doorbell.
Alex: We don’t have one. Welcome to my world.
Paige: Any room in it for a stupid girl?
Alex: I already have one of those.
Paige: Well, how about room for someone who’s ready to stop worrying so much about what other people think?
Alex: There might be room for her.
Paige: Alex I’m sorry about before, what I said.
Alex: Whatever, Paige, it’s cool.
Paige: No, it’s not! I said you were nothing to me, which… which is a total lie because right now, you’re pretty much everything.
Favorite Movies: Hairspray (2007)
“Negro Day’s the best! I wish every day were Negro Day!”