Straight Off the Twenty-Something-Year-Old Press

I've been writing a lot in bolded black text lately...and I'm pretty sure it was a mirror image of my mood.

Welcome back to the colored, fun-fonted world, C. 

Last night was exactly what I needed. You never know how nights like that could turn out. It could have easily swayed either way, but thankfully, the evening jumped off the deep end of laughter, late night cinnamon rolls and amazingness.

T: (basically rambling about something nonsensical) Hippogriff!

C: I'm sorry, did you just name a Harry Potter animal?

T: Why yes I did, do you read the books?

C: Is that even a question? 

.....I had to pick up the 7th book today and start reading because of the conversation that commenced after this.