[freelancing muse who doesn't even technically exist yet.]

[interpolate]

Dearest Munsie,

Clear out a room, darling, I have arrived! I know you know hardly anything about me, excepting that I am gorgeous, with a flawless fashion sense... and that I am a designated villain of course. Big deal, you love that fabulous fop with the shawl (may he rest in peace), right?

Let me level with you, sugar. I have been lurking for weeks, waiting for the perfect moment to present myself. And I know you're sick of being stuck in your bitty brain with only the ponytailed pretty boy for company (put the swords away, sweetheart, you're not fooling anyone).

So... maybe your welcome could be a little more gracious?

Mwah.

Ciao, bella!

~Enter

Comments

[red_pleather]

Hey, it's not my fault you're a foot taller than I am! I'm an adult -- well, basically.

[heavy sigh]

The pleather's better for rolling along the ground in, I can tell you that much.

[interpolate]

Yes, I imagine there's less tearing that way.

A pity.

[red_pleather]

[eyebrows go up]

Means less injury.

[interpolate]

Oh!

Oh of course that is exactly what I meant.

Wouldn't want you...

Injured.

[red_pleather]

[aware there's something I'm missing, starting to blush]

[interpolate]

[slow smile, and then conspiratorial wink]