For fuck’s sake, only five more episodes to go.
Dear God, just let it end.
And the fact that Sydney is still here, and now part of some kind of revamped A Team (the AD Team, I suppose?), isn’t even the stupidest thing about this episode.
Alison being impregnated with Emily’s egg isn’t even the stupidest thing about this episode.
I don’t know if I can go six more rounds with PLL, you guys.
Don’t let Toby’s tears get you too excited.
Pretty Little Liars is still utterly wasting its dwindling time left.
Only seven to go. Let’s keep that countdown coming.
Nothing important happens on the AD front.
Oh, get real. You know better than to trust anything PLL shows you.
If they can retcon Mona’s dead body, then a flimsy text isn’t out of the question.
Can you imagine, though?
Lucas’ unnecessary return aside, I’m glad to say this is actually an engaging episode of Pretty Little Liars.
The soap suds are thick, as expected, but they don’t get in the way of the actual plot.
Sadly, it’s not Toby.
And I’m not going to tell you who does die.
Until after this sentence.
Just kidding. Nothing’s as abhorrent as Ravenswood.
But I’m not kidding about how much I just don’t give a shit about Pretty Little Liars anymore.
Season 5? Really?