After watching epsiode 4 of Miraculous Ladybug, I literally can’t deal with the dramatic irony, we the audience, have to deal with. LIKE MY HEART FUCKING BROKE WHEN CAT NOIR WAS LIKE “You’ll fall for me, it’s just a matter of time” I LITERALLY SCREAMED “BUT SHE ALREADY HAS” this show is gonna kill me

I actually left the room today. I decided it was too cold to leave the bed, but I seriously craved a cheese omelette. While I was down there, I decided to ask reception to send extra blankets to our room, because I’m not freezing my ass off. Anyway, the cleaning lady started yelling at the manager, presumably because of me, and I couldn’t understand them at all. Latin, got it, French, I’m good - Spanish? Me no comprende. Basically, I need to move rooms because I’m afraid she’s gonna kill me in my sleep. Please tell me something similar has happened to someone else. I can’t be alone here, can I?