So I’m sitting at work tonight.. this guy comes in saying) ” I’ll be back to buy that dress for you and hopefully you’ll wear it for me and let me take you out then out of the dress” he then went on to tell me how beautiful I was looking tonight and how this was supposed to happen because we both have purple sweatshirts on. The rambled about Wu Tang said he’d be back then left.
I never know if I should be scared or laughing at work. So I laughed whirled my insides screamed how uncomfortable I was. Was he on drugs or just crazy? You never know..
imagine being in ravenclaw and going back to your common room stumbling drunk in the middle of the night after a magical night of partying and having to answer a fucking riddle in order to get in your own goddamn bedroom
"what gets wetter and wetter the more it dries"
"your mom eeyyyyyyy"