Dude.
I don’t know if you’re aware, but I’m going to EMERSON. I literally got accepted. To EMERSON.
The laundry machines there, text you when they’re done.
There’s a milkshake machine.
I’m going to meet Bobby fucking Brown.
5 quidditch teams. 5.
A solid majority know what a TARDIS is, what DFTBA stands for, listen to NMH, read shakespeare, obsess over starkid, play pottermore, tell corny jokes, and are just fantastic.
Dude.
