Today, my coworker wanted to know how far I’d gotten in Game of Thrones, but very considerately didn’t want to spoil it for me, so he ran down the hall, grabbed a doorstop from another room, brought it back and asked me if I feel sad.
Previous GoT posts:
In which my Epic Studio coworkers drag me back into GoT fandom.
In which I read A Song of Ice and Fire in Yangzhou.
