That moment when you're about to tell someone something, but get interrupted, and when you finally have the chance to tell them...
You forgot what you were going to say.
Now here's a completely random thing that just happened.
So there I was, just going thorough the Internet and see a scary question:
"What if Hermione or Ron died in the Harry Potter series?"
I closed my laptop.
Then shout out how that would be impossible.
Then sob.
After that, I opened my laptop.
Rant about what would happen.
Tell the person how cruel they are for asking such a question.
Go to the bookshelf and get out Harry Potter.
Read every part that Hermione or Ron saves Harry.
Shout out how much times they saved him.
Being grateful that Jo didn't kill them off.
Sob again.
Then remembered to update this book.
Then decided to write what happened.
Waste you time.
Think that I'm getting too emotional over a book.
Think about how many times people say that to me.
Think "Psh, naw. This is normal."
Decide to tell their potterhead friend about the question.
Suffer with them.
So yeah, my life's going great!
