Imagine Lestat giving his name at Starbucks and occasionally they’ll get it right but most of the time it’s stuff like “Lester” “Leslie” “Leshan” and on one occasion he spent the night in a huff because they gave him a cup that just said “La Shat”
(this reply drafted on lovely Friday evening) Cozy, thanks! Lestat and I are doing “chill and Netflix.” He’s promised to watch Portlandia with me like 37 times and we can’t get too far past the opening theme music before he’s mewling for cuddles. Which I can happily do for awhile, until he gets too amorous, and then I have to tag out and have Louis take over.
I’m just not ready to die that way.
Update: 10 minutes past the opening theme music and he’s behaving himself, actually watching it! Thank goodness for the Brunch episode.
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