You turn on your PC to keep working on your novel, but to your surprise, when you open the file, it is writing itself. You read some of what has already been written and it seems your characters have created free will, and the plot is progressing without you.
Newt Scamander: Magical creatures? No I haven’t seen any- *trips and ten bowtruckles fall out of sleeve* oh those aren’t mine I’m just holding them for a friend- *frantically tries to pick them up, niffler falls out of back pocket* right, if you’ll just let me explain- *turns around and three murtlaps, a herd of erumpets, one litter of curps and the entirety of New York’s dog pound fall out of his coat* LISTEN-
– ‘u dont have (insert food/music/restaurant here) over there??’
– ‘wait what time is it. shouldnt u be asleep’
– alternatively: timezoned/clockblocked again
– ‘do u need a hug. have a virtual hug’
– weird slang terms
– ‘i will fight everyone thats mean to u. i will fight them rn’
– vague embarrassment regarding ur accent
– ‘dont maKE ME COME OVER THERE’
– ‘oh yeah i have a friend who lives in (insert country here) and apparently’
– no real hugs :((
– suffering
– fahrenheit vs celsius
– the measuring of things in feet fucks one of u up, probably
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