Note: I wrote this before Death Is Bad was up. I originally posted it to my other site, HPMoR:The Podcast. I've moved it here, but I've left the original post uneditted. I was woken up this morning by my phone ringing. I ignored the first call, but when it was followed by another call immediately I assumed something was urgently wrong. It was my brother, stationed in New York, calling to ask if I’d “done anything dumb” like go see the Batman midnight premiere. After a “What? No…?” he said that was good and he had to call our other brother.
The Batman Shootings
The Batman Shootings
The Batman Shootings
Note: I wrote this before Death Is Bad was up. I originally posted it to my other site, HPMoR:The Podcast. I've moved it here, but I've left the original post uneditted. I was woken up this morning by my phone ringing. I ignored the first call, but when it was followed by another call immediately I assumed something was urgently wrong. It was my brother, stationed in New York, calling to ask if I’d “done anything dumb” like go see the Batman midnight premiere. After a “What? No…?” he said that was good and he had to call our other brother.