Chapter Nineteen [Dictated]

[thebestseller]

[The voice that comes through the journal is distracted and a bit muffled; someone's journal opened at an inconvenient time.]

... heels, really? How does anybody walk in these damn things? And they're seriously impractical for cleaning...

[There's a grunting noise as Castle strains.]

And I can't get them off. Perfect.

[He gives a sigh of exhasperation, then notices his journal open and almost shuts it; however, he decides to ask for advice instead.]

So, Castle Wonderful, got a question. Anybody got advice on how to walk in high heels?

[[OOC: Temp loss time! Castle is a beautiful meido; specifically, he is MAID MAN, complete with domino mask.]]

Comments

[wishmadeinfire]

Like you seriously believing a werwolf was dead on the floor?

[thebestseller]

... yeah, that was part of it. [He laughs.]

[wishmadeinfire]

Well, I am happy for you, Castle. It is nice, to be loved.

[thebestseller]

It's the best feeling in the world... and a nice payoff after all the buildup.

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ There's a sound, perhaps a mix of sad and bitter. ]}

Aye, that it is. Enjoy it, when you can.

[thebestseller]

I have been. Very, very much.