Dear Lestat Claus, since it’s December I would like to sit on your lap and read my list: I would like for you to be my best friend , and I want a chateau in the french country side, a chalet in the alps, and a yacht. I want a pony too. I wuv uuuuuu..

♛You’re asking for quite a lot, ma petite! Have you been Nice enough for such a bounty? I wish I could just give it all to you without hesitation, but there’s still time for you to switch to the Naughty list, and then all these gifts would have been ill-given *winks*

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If you’re asking for such extravagant things, you sound like you have a wonderful life as it is! Take a moment to reflect on that. Not everyone has that luxury.

Best friends don’t usually come gift-wrapped and bound in ribbons, you do have to earn them, you know… but sharing my adventures with you, although mostly one-sided, is that not a form of friendship already? I always felt that it was. Immortality does not increase the number of hours in a night and I just can’t physically be present to as a best friend with everyone *frowns.* My books are extensions of me, so give them a hug, I’ll feel it *smiles.* 

… Or better yet, reach out to someone who also loves my books, even someone who prefers Armand over me (how dare anyone prefer him over me), and they could be the best friend you seek *hugs*