I remember a time when I would salivate at the thought of the next episode of The Vampire Diaries each week.
Yeah, I hurled a lot of abuse (like, a lot) Elena’s way, but without her, TVD has gone from OMG, appointment television to merely a chore.
It’s yet to reach PLL levels of “I literally don’t give a fuck what’s happening, and I’m only here out of morbid completionism,” but it’s not good.
Let’s just hope TVD’s demise doesn’t drag The Originals down with it.
Is it wrong that Peppy, Not-Dating-Oliver Felicity is enjoyable, and I’m now dreading the repercussions of Havenrock sneaking up to get her?
Well, that’s what happens when your street-level vigilante hero show plays the nuke card. And now we’re stuck with it.
Unless Felicity dies. Which would be fine.