lucy, bored: *makes a wattpad*

lucy, on this exact same site: *scrolling* *finds a good book with a little bit of a cringey writing style* *shrugs* let's give it a chance

lucy, reading the prologue: oh damn i could actually stay i guess... no major screw-ups so far. just a common mist-- *scrolls to next chapter and spots a past-present tense error*

lucy, slowly cringing:

lucy, slowly exiting the app and staring at the window still cringing:

twain: bro you got such high standards and you fell for that tiger guy? you kidding?

lucy:

fitzgerald: he doesn't know love, dear. throw your phone at him. i'll get you a new one.