Rolf: Nobody expects me to do SHIT right! I'm like, 'What can I bring to the potluck, Nana?'
Rolf: She's like-
Tina: Napkins. Can you handle that?
Saoirse: Dry ones this time.
Tina: And if they say Starbucks on them, I swear to god, Rolf.
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Wizarding World AU's
FanfictionTo extend on Wizarding World Au's For You, because I can't add more parts onto that