《Game Of Thrones Texts {finished}》Jon Snow surprise party
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Sam created the chat 'Jon Snow surprise party🎉❄️'
Sam added Tormund, Alliser, Gilly, Sansa, Brienne
Sam: hello guys. Jon will be celebrating his birthday next week, so I thought that it would be nice to throw a surprise party.
Alliser: why am I invited? I hate the bastard.
Sam: he once told me that he liked you, ser Alliser
Alliser: did he? 😊
Sam: oh wait no, that was about maester Aemon
Alliser: 😒
Sam: still, you have known him for a long time.
Sansa: what do you suggest, Sam?
Sam: well, I had this great plan
Tormund: seven gods help us... Samwell Tarly has got a plan...
Sam: don't be ridiculous. It is a good plan, actually. I thought it would be nice to let him smash unicorn piñatas. We could also bake a cake with the text: back from the dead; surprise bitchezzz.
Sansa: Sam... How do I say this...
Tormund: it is the worst idea I have ever heard. And I have heard a lot of crazy ideas.
Alliser: what if we would all just stab him? As a present?
Tormund: no.
Gilly: what is a surprise party? Can you eat it?
Sam: not now, Gilly.
Brienne: Samwell Tarly, you have my sword. I will follow you trough good and bad and I will give my life for the sake of this surprise party if I have to. I swear it by the old-
Sam: yes, yes, we get it Brienne.
Tormund: Brienne is HOT
Sam: 🙄
Sansa: we could watch frozen
Sam: wow, Sansa, that is a good idea
Tormund: oh my carrots, that is a brilliant idea!
Gilly: what is frozen?
Brienne: I will gladly follow you, Sam
Sansa: I thought you served me, Brienne?
Brienne: uhm, no bitch.
Sam: frozen it is than!
Tormund: yaaay
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