It’s all out of my hands, we’ll see what my ghostwriter does with it all. I’m hoping to snuggle up on the couch with my boyfriend, too, to watch our story play out on the small screen (it’s a large flat screen, but you know, figuratively, the small screen).
I’ll be satisfied as long as someone devilishly handsome is cast in my role, and that someone endearingly dignified, fastidious, and filthy is cast for Louis. And that they kiss! Often!
… Louis refuses to dress as Mrs. Claus, we’ll just see about that.
♛Darling, I’m driving! Had to beg Louis to transcribe this answer. Wouldn’t want me texting and driving, would you? Santa Lestat will answer his messages when he can *winks*
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