Dear fangirls, wanderers and creepers,
The days of thedirtyrobber are over but don’t cry for me [Argentina] the truth is, I never left you. All through the Calzona love days, and Rizzles canon non-existence (does that fit the tune? idk)
Like Fawkes the Phoenix, I shall rise from the ashes and swoop in but instead of the sword of Gryffindor, I will bring sarcasm and instead of tears of healing, there will just be tears of a fangirl.
We may cross paths again because I’m out there, like Batman (‘cept I’m a girl and not a masked vigilante)… maybe you might just happen upon the place where the fangirl goes to weep.
Goodbye my good and faithful fangirls, we’ll meet again some sunny day.