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Castle's still sprawled across a couch, munching the occasional tortilla chip and deeply engrossed in a book.

Yes, that is Wuthering Heights he's got his nose buried in.

No, wonders will probably never cease.

[OOC: Mun going out to dinner for a bit. Back in a few hours.]

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[el-vago.livejournal.com]

He snorts. "And are you at least finding it fun?"

He does not move yet. He just got comfortable.

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's actually really interesting. I don't know why so many people hate it."

He tosses the book onto a nearby table and stretches casually.

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

"Good. Don't let me interrupt then." He grins.

"It's been quiet around here."

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

"Oh, don't be like that. If given a choice between you and Heathcliff, I'll happily take you," he says dryly.

"Yeah, it has. I shouldn't be complaining, because at least nobody's getting hurt, but still..."

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

"Kind of dull. I understand." He nods.

and, "Well that's a relief." He says wryly.

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

"It was meant as more of a compliment than it sounds like." He snags another chip and steals a bit of Andres' salsa to go with it.