#and in fact with tear shit up with a crazed fervor only achievable at the earliest hours

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Day 746

Y/N: “Good night!”

Wanda: “Get some sleep PLEASE!”

Agatha, with the daring confidence only someone about to have the most ruckus of nights and with zero intentions of sleep can muster: “Of course!”

Wanda: “Anyways, I’m gonna…huh - what’s that smell?”

Y/N and Agatha: *sniffing*

Wanda: “It’s some bullshit. At least a good night to me.”