Me: *Driving* I think we got Mr. Piggy chasing us.. do you mind checking?
Bellatrix: I already told you to slow down a bit- hold on.
Me: I can't do that and you know it-
Bellatrix: IT'S THE COP.
Me: THE WHAT?
Bellatrix: THE PIGGY!!
ME: OH FUCK! WE'RE DEAD- WE ARE SO FUCKING DEAD.
Bellatrix: WHY DID I EVEN AGREE ON LETTING YOU DRIVE?!
Me: PARDON? AREN'T YOU THE ONE WHO BEGGED ME TO DRIVE YOU TO MCDONALD- Hold on a sec, Cissa is calling.
Bellatrix: YOU GOT THE TIME FOR THAT? Wait- IS THAT Y/N?
Y/n: *Speeding your car next to us and get the cop to chase after you instead*
Me: Yeah, got it. Alright, thank you- OUR SAVIOR!!!!
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Short StoryGay witches living in the same apartment. What could possibly go wrong right?
