cheesecake.

[secondchances]

As of this month, I've been here a whole four years. I am oh-so-slowly creeping towards my mid-twenties in this place, after arriving here as a teenager. Joy. I should be done with college--but instead I am here, living in a world of magical castles and weird crap.

It's not all bad, don't get me wrong... but, you know. Stuff. Things.

I'm not going to mope on here too much, 'cause believe me I could--I'm pretty sure freakin' Crowley has me beat when it comes to time here, though that's not really comforting--but I am going to be in the kitchen. I'm wishing up all the cheesecake I want because I want to abuse the system.

Have a good night, Paradisa.

[That's an invitation. Sort of. Either way, Stephanie Brown is currently sitting in the kitchen in a purple hoodie and pajama bottoms, a good dozen assorted cheesecakes sitting on the table in front of her.

Oh, and a gallon of milk. She's just drinking it from the jug. She'll share, don't worry.]

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Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

Man, I'm not sure I could take it if I hit twenty in this joint.

[secondchances]

[There's the soft sound of a fork between teeth.]

Thanks.

dictated;

[ofhope]

[ Is it weird to have stuff in common with all the demons. ]

Crowley... Me, too. Who else?

You can still pretend to be green.

NOT HERE

[ofhope]

[ No shut up he hits twenty this year. ]

[onlyanapple]

I'm sure it can be comforting if you really try hard.

[hellofist]

[And invitation you say? Cass will take it! She shows up shortly after hearing the message, sneaking up to lay a hand on Steph's shoulder. She's a little concerned, hearing the tone she'd used.]

Four years is... very long time, for people like us. [You know, weirdos who dress up in costumes and run around on rooftops.] Should be proud, getting this far.

[wizard_redfive]

Hey, it's true. [Then again, Dairine would probably still look thirteen and sound even younger, so it would be a lot harder on her.]

I guess congratulations are in order? I can never tell in this place.

dictated;

[samson]

Sometimes I think Crowley's been here longer than the castle.

[secondchances]

At least we don't physically age. I'd be even more upset when my metabolism slows...

Sort of a sad congrats, but I'll take it.

dictated;

[secondchances]

A little too late for that.

[Has he really been here for this long, too? Ugh.]

[secondchances]

Nope. Still not seeing it. What does it say about me if I'm here as long as you and Joshua?

[secondchances]

[Steph leans back to look up at Cass, a forkful of cake in her mouth.]

Getting this far without going bonkers, you mean.

[secondchances]

What if Crowley is the castle?

[samson]

What if we're all Crowley?

[Castleception, he would say, but Brock isn't that dumb.]

[assassino]

I enjoy cheesecake, you know.

[Hint, hint. Invite me to join you.]

[hellofist]

That was included.

[After finding her own fork, she pulls a chair over so it's close to Steph's and sits. So much cheesecake to choose from, so little time.]

Want to talk?

[secondchances]

Then you can help me eat it. Not that I've made a big mistake or anything. I'm in the castle kitchen.

[secondchances]

So all the weight I'm about to gain from all these cakes... goes to Crowley?

[onlyanapple]

That the castle finds you particularly delicious? Buggered if I know.

[Dictated]

[therealrisette]

Hey... did the castle ever... 'celebrate' whenever you spent another year here?

[Sounds like she's figured out why she's been stuck in her tub with fins for two weeks. And she's pretty frustrated about it... this sounds like it would have been a great chance to spend some time with Stephanie!]

I'd come down to keep you company, but I'm... kinda stuck right now.

[Which sucks! Sharing cheesecake is one of the greatest of bonding activities! But nope, she's stuck in her room. Where she'll probably wish up her own cheesecake, now that she's thinking about it. But that won't be as fun...]

[secondchances]

[As always, Steph doesn't think twice about the closeness. Even after all the awkwardness last month.]

What's there to talk about?

[secondchances]

Well, I think we should be best friends. Want to join me for cheesecake?

[secondchances]

Not that I can really remember, no. But it's kinda close to Christmas so--actually, nope. I never get good Christmas presents, either.

[But that doesn't sound fun.]

Stuck? Where?

dictated;

[lucre]

You and Crowley. And Joshua too.

Why are you not the dearest of friends?

[assassino]

You, make a mistake? I've scarcely imagined such a thing possible.

[He'll be down shortly ;)]

You being in the castle, though, that is more surprising.