Excerpt: Dan followed the man into the kitchen, nearly failing to resist the temptation to make a snarky remark about how he should be the host here. Once they were both closeted into the tiny, half-arsed attempt at a room that barely passed as a place for meal-making the man introduced himself as Phil.
“Phil Lester, actually,” he added, “and I’m a huge fan of people who hospitably provide tasty holiday drinks to harangued Christmas maintenance men.”
Like Fukumoto he acts out as a “man who never smiles” so his smile is very precious. He originally belonged to the army, so he would disclose their tricks to Sakuma, who was caught up in the game; you see a considerate side of him towards Sakuma.
everyone’s so mad but all I’m thinking about is how E3 is right around the corner and the presentation is gonna be entirely LoZ and I am living. My skin is clear. My bills are paid. Everything is Bliss™
when i was like i threw a birthday party for my dog. i invited all my dogs friends (my neighbors dog and the dog who lived on the corner) and made invitations. it had a schedule and a permission slip to walk the dogs around the block together attached to it
“Castle opens the flaps and is greeted with a bunch of books. He’s about to push it aside as well, when the cover art from one of the novels catches his eye. These aren’t just any books, they’re his books. Hail of Bullets, Deadly Storm, Nikki Heat, they’re all there. Every book he’s ever written hidden here amongst Beckett’s things.”