Solus ad solam.

me: nope

person: BUT HOW ARE YOU GONNA PASS???

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

Audience: OMG she is so badass, yaaaas queen, fire and blood. They had a choice.

Cersei: *burns down the Sept of Baelor as revenge for being publicly shamed by the sparrows and violated by the people*

Audience: Woooo, dude, that was way too much, chill.

Sansa: *escapes from her abusers, gives the right justice to two of them for treason, cares about her people and listens to them*

Audience: Ugh! I hate her! She is so stupid! She is power hungry! She is the next Cersei.

Me: