There’s always THAT scene in rom-coms where the two best friends try to spill major tea in the middle of a yoga class, but they’re making too much noise so the instructor keeps glaring at them. Iconic, honestly.
Grad school has really made me want to write 20 page generic analyses about random crap like Christmas movies and episodes of the Bachelorette, for FUN. Please send help.
Have I been listening to “Lost in the Woods” from Frozen 2 for the last 30 minutes on loop? Maybe so, but it’s the knockoff 80s angst ballad of my dreams and I have no shame about that