Bad things about spending the night of Christmas Eve entirely alone: listening to a dramatic podcast and getting all worked up about your favorite scumbag character almost dying and then turns out he’s aliiiiiive he’s aliiiiiive but then even more bad things happen and there aren’t any episodes after that and you’re left all emotionally hecked up about it with no one around to have a live conversation about it arghhhhh. Normally I could at least text someone but it’s Christmas Eve! Christmas freaking Eve! People are all doing their Christmas Eve things with their Christmas Eve people and don’t have time to be checking their phones and crap.
(he’s alive he’s alive he’s alive but now he’s in deep water and why’d you have to do that man arghhh)