I took a trip to Health Services at about 4 PM because I had this awful pain in the appendix zone and initial tests seemed like I had appendicitis, but blood tests were inconclusive so the incompetent "doctors" there decided to keep me there for 3 hours trying to decide if I needed to go to the hospital or not. Turns out I was totally fine and nobody knows what the hell the pain was about.
Lyanna had only been sixteen, a child-woman of surpassing loveliness. Ned had loved her with all his heart.
I give the Europeans a lot of credit for staying up to watch with us Americans.
All my friends are always so surprised when I mentioned that I'm staying up, which is weird because they all know that I stay up until >5am every year for the Oscars. The fools should know that I know what I'm doing