Imagine your OTP at the altar of a church, about to get married. Just as they’re about to kiss, Person A wakes up in bed, sobbing and staring at the empty space beside them. In reality, Person B died years ago.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
*turns away from laptop* WHY DID YOU MAKE ME IMAGINE THIS?! *cries*
answering the door when you’re home alone like