❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

Kingdom. Rebels. Love. Betrayal. Unity. War. Never understanding what life was meant for. Parents gone dead. Two heirs, one died from murder. The one who's to be crowned but the murderer is hidden away, cooped in their own emotions. Slowly driven insane. Princess, oh dear Princess Loreli. So peculiar so strong and locked away. Rebels. Full force never noticing what they do to others. Chained away in misery of mistakes. Unfortunate doings. Never to even gulp relief, they blame someone so they can have something to hate. When it's themselves that they truly purify that feeling. New leader. Princess Loreli has changes to the once perfect kingdom. Bloodshed. Betrayal. Love. War. Bloodshed. Breathe in because it only gets more confusing.