Callsign: Boomer

    “Then don’t, idiot. Have you heard the Hectic Glow?”

          “I, ah, don’t velieve I have…”

  "I'll have to play you some of them sometimes. I've got them on record. Best sound."

  “Well, find something better to listen to. God, the eighties were a musical tragedy.”

       ”Aye, zey vere. I vould very vuch like to not listen to et.”

    "Then don't, idiot. Have you heard the Hectic Glow?"

           No.”

       ”…I can’t get et out of my ‘ead.”

  "Well, find something better to listen to. God, the eighties were a musical tragedy."

IT DOESN’T GET ANY MORE GORGEOUS THAN THIS. ♥

Pavel had had that song stuck in stuck in his head all day, and, honestly, it was driving him crazy. He really needed to listen to something else.

           No."

              “Sharon.”

   "Yeah, no. I mean, I'm already finished with my work. And, I mean - social life? What's that?" She gave a quiet, awkward laugh.

   ”Hey. I like Transfiguration. I’m good at Transfiguration.” It’s probably her best class, to be honest. Which normally wouldn’t be saying much, but she is actually pretty good.

              "Sharon."

   "Hey. I like Transfiguration. I'm good at Transfiguration." It's probably her best class, to be honest. Which normally wouldn't be saying much, but she is actually pretty good.