Leah, Mike, Eric, Jessica, and Charlie: Join the club.
Zyn: My dearly beloved brother leaves me on an island for seven years and does nothing to help me. I'm starving, I'm dehydrated, and I'm sick, and he does nothing.
Leah: My dearly beloved cousin gets her face slashed by my wonderful fiance, who by the way dumps me for no good reason, sees him behind my back, and then marries him. And I'm not allowed to say a peep about that, or the rest of the tribe will jump down my throat. Whine that I "just don't understaaand their love" and that I should just get over it. *scowls*
Zyn: Yeah, I can't say anything bad about Rah either, because the Muggles all fawn over him like he's the Second Coming of Christ.
Ron: Muggles?
Ginny: You have Muggles in your world, too?
Zyn: Yeah, but they're not like yours. They look like little kids. Act like it, too.
Jessica: Well, Bella doesn't look like a baby, but she sure acts like one.
Eric: Yeah, she and our author laughed at me just because I have acne and I play chess! What's up with that?
Mike: At least they didn't call you a dog.
Charlie: And at least they didn't think you were incapable of cooking for yourself and talked about you as if you were an infant. I'm a grown man, for God's sakes! How do they think I've survived all these years?
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Leah, Mike, Eric, Jessica, and Charlie: Join the club.
Zyn: My dearly beloved brother leaves me on an island for seven years and does nothing to help me. I'm starving, I'm dehydrated, and I'm sick, and he does nothing.
Leah: My dearly beloved cousin gets her face slashed by my wonderful fiance, who by the way dumps me for no good reason, sees him behind my back, and then marries him. And I'm not allowed to say a peep about that, or the rest of the tribe will jump down my throat. Whine that I "just don't understaaand their love" and that I should just get over it. *scowls*
Zyn: Yeah, I can't say anything bad about Rah either, because the Muggles all fawn over him like he's the Second Coming of Christ.
Ron: Muggles?
Ginny: You have Muggles in your world, too?
Zyn: Yeah, but they're not like yours. They look like little kids. Act like it, too.
Jessica: Well, Bella doesn't look like a baby, but she sure acts like one.
Eric: Yeah, she and our author laughed at me just because I have acne and I play chess! What's up with that?
Mike: At least they didn't call you a dog.
Charlie: And at least they didn't think you were incapable of cooking for yourself and talked about you as if you were an infant. I'm a grown man, for God's sakes! How do they think I've survived all these years?
Zyn: Same way I survived on that island, I guess.
Toby: How *did* you survive on that island?
Zyn: My author doesn't even know, you think I do?
Ron: Maybe it was magic.
Zyn: Maybe. *shrugs*