the lost christmas missives: cassell
Mister Castle, I promise I will not make a tall joke for the duration of this missive. Though it is very, very hard not to. You are indeed exceptionally tall, and it’s not like I can pretend you aren’t. I mean, in order to verify if the words coming out of your mouth are indeed being uttered by you, I have to wheel my chair a few meters back and then crane my neck to look up. But enough about height. Mister Castle, you are a stellar good fellow with a positively lofty sense of humor. I do hope we have many more adventures at various musical establishments with many more single females scattered in your wake.
