I'm not quite in the mood for themes. As I wore a suit for the BL night (and subsequent hiding in the staffroom or the bar), I shall be doing the same for pirates.
I'm terribly sorry, my lovely princesses, but due to a few matters, I must refrain from taking any new appointments for the time being. I'm sure that you will find other hosts suitable, and I do promise I'll be all yours again soon enough.
I believe I may have severed the nerve endings in my fingers. I can't feel them. And yet, as I am not the best of the Tokyo College of Music freshmen, I've got far much more to work on.
I would, however, like feeling to come back in my fingers. I've spotted the Most Despised One.