Sansa Stark seems like the worst person to hang out with.
#is a wet blanket
#is an abuse victim going through some extensive shit
Sansa was terrible well before then so I’m not just going to give her a pass.
Yeah, cause being really into music, cake, crafting, cake, boys, her puppy, fashion, cake, ancestry.com, not using the word bastard around her bastard brother because she knows that’s an unkind word, teaching that bastard brother how to talk to girls, cake, trying not to destroy her future by pissing off the man she has to marry, trying to bond with her sister she has trouble relating with, courtesy, cake, rooting and cheering in a joust for the drunken ass who the night before mistook you for a therapist and threatened to kill you just because he is very sad and should have some nice thing happen to him, and motherfuckin’ lemoncakes is just terrible. Really, really terrible. Worst fucking person in Westeros, that one.
By the gods, could you imagine hanging out with her? She’d probably, like, make you tea and feed you cake and make conversation and offer interesting gossip and pay attention to what you say and be genuinely empathetic and then feed you more cake and then embroider something or braid your hair while you eat that cake. That monster.