Narcissa: We're here.
Bellatrix: *Sprint out from the car* THE SLOWEST HAVE TO CLEAN THE BATHROOM FOR THREE MONTHS!!!
Me: *Slam the car door shut* BET!!
Y/n: This is normal.
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Counter lady: *Smile brightly* Hello, welcome to McDonald's. What can I get for you?
Y/n: Hi, can we have uhm.. three chocolate ice cream-
Counter lady: Oh, we are so sorry but our ice cream machine is broken.
Y/n: Ahh, okay-
Bellatrix: *About to jump on the counter but were held down by me* WHY IS IT ALWAYS BROKEN, HUH?!
Counter lady: *Still brightly smiling* Because the machine is extremely over-engineered to the point of ridiculousness to impress shareholders, and thus it requires a lengthy cleaning process and specially trained staff to fix them which because of its complexity only the company created it can do, therefore allowing that company to continue to earn revenue, which might be the results of some behind-the-scenes by executives that goes behind the back of franchise owners, which the FTC is currently investigating, but I as a simple employee cannot comment on the validity of this case.
Me: Oh, I understand..
Y/n: HOW?!
Counter lady: So please come back tomorrow, and we might have it fixed then!
Me: *Walk out* Yeah, I will!
Y/n: *Holding Bellatrix* Let's get her to the car.
Bellatrix: My- my head hurts!
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10 P.M Bullshit
Short StoryGay witches living in the same apartment. What could possibly go wrong right?
