mr milchick you’re wasted at lumon, broadway needs you

not to blame a child for this but like. mark and helly are fucking on the severed floor. dylan is stealing his own wife. milchick is putting himself in the break room. irving is fucking dead. what exactly is miss huang managing here that macrodata is NOT getting refined

Every week Severance is like here’s an hour of some of the most fucked up implications that have ever haunted your television screen, with some of the most gorgeous cinematography & acting you’ve ever seen, that will make you experience the entire spectrum of human emotion all at once. And then I have to go to work the next day.

love how last episode milchick was like 'I'm tightening the leash' and he did absolutely none of that this episode. everybody be fuckin on company time whilst he's busy putting himself in his own personal break room