As mentioned before my loser ass found the damned schedule and that means shit has got to change.

Look at this shit. Look at this shit and imagine my bewilderment. Imagine my stupidity and gawking face when I realize that I suck at Brahms Heelshire lore. Imagine how much I fucking smell

Yet I'm like so awesome

Forgive me Lord I am a narcissist

And not even religious

-Basically, We're also going to pretend that the story has been following this schedule the whole time because we all know how strict Brahms is about his schedule.

-Also, from here on out,

-I hope you're enjoying this story even though I suck lol love you no I don't. I'm sorry I lied to you

Not really that sorry though

Enjoy the rest of the story when I post it