From Albus to Scorpius
Albus: I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard.
Scorpius: Don't you like your brother's rap songs on his playlist?
Albus: I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words.
Scorpius: You're not nearly as bad at singing as the rest of your family.
Albus: I wish I found some chords in an order that is new.
Scorpius: You don't play the guitar.
Albus: I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang.
Scorpius: You don't, it's called free verse poetry. Also, you're not singing, Albus, you're texting me.
Albus: I was told when I get older, all my fears would shrink, but now I'm insecure, and I care what people think.
Scorpius: You're Harry Potter's son, you talk about the stress that comes with being a celebrity Child all the time.
Albus: My name's BLURRYFΛCE and I care what you think.
Scorpius: Your name's Albus.
Albus: My name's BLURRYFΛCE and I care what you think.
Scorpius: ..?
Albus: Wish we could turn back time!
Scorpius: No, we can't! That was living death, Albus! Are you crazy?! We almost got expelled! When do you want to go back in time to? To what period in time?
Albus: To the good old days.
Scorpius: the good old days? What do you mean?
Albus: When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out.
Scorpius: Your mom's incredibly tone deaf, at least that prevented your eardrums from bleeding.
Albus: Wish we could turn back time to the good old days! When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out!
Scorpius: What are you stressed out about? Cause I'm not stressed about anything.
Albus: We're stressed out
Scorpius: You actually care about the Quidditch matches?
Albus: Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young.
Scorpius: What smell? Amortenia? That's just what it does.
Albus: How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from?
Scorpius: Amortenia.
Albus: I'd make a candle out of it, if I ever found it.
Scorpius: Make a candle out of Amortenia? Geez, you serious?
Albus. Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one!
Scorpius: Sell Amortenia? That's probably illegal.
Albus: It'd be to my brother.
Scorpius: You hate your brother! How would he ever buy anything from you?!
Albus: Cause we have the same nose, same clothes, home grown, the stone's throw from a creek we used to roam... but it would remind us of when nothing really mattered.
Scorpius: What creek you used to roam? You live in London, a busy city. And what was the time when nothing really mattered?
Albus: Out of student loans and tree house homes, we all would take the latter!
Scorpius: You have student loans?! What are student loans? Is that when a student loans you a book? Because then I have student loans.
Albus *facewall* AREYOUKIDDINGME?!
Scorpius: What!
Albus: I gave myself away! It's a lyric prank.
Scorpius: Are you serious?
Albus: STUDENT LOANS IS WHEN SOMEONE PAYS OFF THEIR DEBT FROM COLLEGE!
Scorpius: Debt?
Albus: It's a real thing.
Scorpius: College?
Albus: It's a Muggle thing.
Scorpius: That explains why I didn't know what it was earlier. Do I have student loans.
Albus: *facewall*
Albus Potter left this conversation to hit his face against a wall.
