18 bullet casings

[f_ck_your_fish]

[there's the usual sounds of someone getting up coming over the journal, then scuffling, and then a SNAP, followed by]

Awh, SHIT!

[ahem]

Arright, fine. Make lemonade, as Mama used to say. ... Any y'all ladies out there wanna say "screw costumes" and go shoe shopping in town with me? I just broke a damn good pair of heels...

Comments

[justastic]

[ Aww, poor Eunice. Nobody ever likes to lose a good pair of shoes. ]

I'd ask why you couldn't just wish another pair up, but I think I already know the answer.

[f_ck_your_fish]

Ha! Actually, honey, the castle didn't take away my ability to wish up shoes.

It's just a lot more fun huntin' em down myself.

[justastic]

That'd be it, alright. Good luck with that.

[ because ew, shoe shopping, no thank you ]

[f_ck_your_fish]

Ha, not your thing, is it, honey? ... Somethin' else, some other time, then.

[but Poooolllllyyyyy, shoes are woooonderful]

[justastic]

I'm sure you can survive without my expert input on this one. I'd like to, though- do something else, that is.

[f_ck_your_fish]

Hey, you just say the word, and I'm there. It's not like I've exactly got a full dance card, these days.

[justastic]

Oh? I find that hard to believe.

[f_ck_your_fish]

S'been quiet around here lately, that's all.

[justastic]

If you say so. I wouldn't want to fill up your card entirely, though. That'd just be selfish.

[f_ck_your_fish]

Selfish, maybe. But not entirely a problem. I don't think I'd tire of you that easy.

[justastic]

[ sadnsgsa. he's gonna get an ego at this rate. ]

R-really? Thank you.