What are we dreaming of over there?

Really? Seemed like you were daydreaming about 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

Were you thinking of your professor’s. . .uh, yardstick?

I told you to cover his little bunny ears.

I can help with that.

Do I look like I would ever scar an innocent bunny with my war stories?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Spills a dude’s drink down his shirt with magic after watching him leer at Rowan’s yoga poses.

Didn’t tag anyone in that post, so if there are people out there that it resonated with. . .

Smokes a joint in the bathroom of the Grill.

Coughs from the perfume (ironic, she knows, since she was just smoking) and complains that the sun is too bright.

And get eaten alive by mosquitos? At least the Grill has burgers.

No bugs and plenty of food? Sold.

The only person she knows that can pull off overalls.

She’s not trying to look like a farmer anytime soon.

When 𝓈𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝒸𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 and I judge you.