luna/you: sleeping on the couch Charlie: Guys! vaggie: what is it hun cherri bomb: what now alastor: what is it my dear Charlie: lets lock luna in alastor's room alastor: sighs fine vaggie: fine cherri bomb: F-CK YEAH! Charlie picks luna/you up and locks her in the alastor's room a few hours later they unlocked the door, and they were shocked because you were having a panic attack
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