Chapter eighteen

[thebestseller]

Oh, dear me, so many new faces around the island lately! To introduce myself to all of you, I'm Richard Castle, mystery author. Yes, the island felt it appropriate to bring me here and tell me YO MR. CASTLE, WE HEARD YOU WRITE FICTION SO WE PUT SOME FICTION IN YOUR FICTION SO YOU CAN WRITE ABOUT THINGS THAT AREN'T REAL BECAUSE YOU ALLEGEDLY AREN'T REAL.

I work at the book store, so please, do stop by. You'll at least find pleasant conversation if nothing else, and I'd appreciate the company.

[Text to Kate Beckett]

Poke. Poke. Poke poke poke. Hey. I just texted to say "I love you". And "poke".

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[private audio]

[thebestseller]

Well, how could I ever say no to such a request?

[private audio]

[themuse]

I didn't think you would. Especially if I offered to throw in lunch.

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

Such is your power over me and my adoration of you.

[private audio]

[themuse]

That or the power of take-out.

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

And that strange quirk of the senses that always makes food taste better when you're sharing with someone else.

[private audio]

[themuse]

Would you rather we share Chinese or pizza?

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

I think today is a shrimp lo mein kinda day.

[private audio]

[themuse]

I couldn't agree more. I'll be by in say... a half an hour? Gotta few things to wrap up here.

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

Every minute that passes by shall feel more like an hour, but I will endure it!

[private audio]

[themuse]

Yeah, well, don't get too poetic on account of me, Castle. I'll probably get there in closer to fifteen.

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

In that case, I'll just twiddle my thumbs.

[private audio]

[themuse]

See you soon, Castle.

[Read: I love you and I'm totally making out with you the minute I get there.]

[private audio]

[thebestseller]

Ta ta for now.

[Makeouts are his favorite. He smirks and ends the feed.]