Journey into the weird

Interruptions

It was a dark and stormy night. Chester had

-'Really a dark and stormy night? What are you five? Think of something more creative!'-

Fine. It was a windy night in

-'November'-

In November, the sky was bathed in ink and Chester was on his way to meet the lovely lady Tinder.

- 'like that dating app?'-

Yes like the app now be quite. As I was saying, he was on his way to meet lord and lady Tinder at their annual masquerade ball. He was unfortunately without companionship though. It wasn't as if he was unpleasant to be around, he had told many jokes that could cause even the most set of a grimace to break out into a laugh. Nor was he considerably unappealing. With a slight smirk and a twinkle in his vibrant eyes he was known to make all of the unwed woman swoon and make the wed woman wish they were permitted to. This was exactly the problem

-'Oh plot twist'-

May I be permitted to be dramatic for more than five seconds?!

-'Just trying to liven things up, shessh dude'-

Well since you already ruined my theatrics, Chester did indeed have an issue with the fact that whenever he wanted to escape from his boring job as editor for the local newspaper and simply get a drink, he had to deal with every woman in the vicinity throwing themselves at him. He may as well risk being caught at the basement of jaspers shaves and barber shop. He never could understand how such a speakeasy could function so discreetly if everyone was so...vocal. But at the very least jasper was mildly cute.

"Watch where you're going ya bloody idiot!" and there go his plans to relax once he got there, along with the breath that had been held in his lungs at the sudden acquaintance with the red and auburn carriage.

- 'why so specific and articulate?'-

Chester decided to not risk being late to such an anticipated event

-'Aw quit ignoring me'-

His steadfast anger had him arriving at the tinder mansion with time to spare.

-'I see how it is. Fine, I'll shut my mouth.'-

Knocking on the large doors, he was eft little time to attempt to brush some of the mud and horse droppings from his tailcoat before a butler had come to take his wardrobe bag to his temporary place of residence. As Chester followed he found that even after having known lord and lady tinder for so long there unusual taste in décor still fascinated him. "Here you are sir, I have also been told to inform you that all of the master's overnight guest shall be served dinner come eight, costumes on. Shall you be dining with us?"

"Please inform lord Tinder that I shall indeed. And if that is all I should wish to not be disturbed until eight comes round." The butler placed the case just inside the room and handed him an intricate looking mask. "Of course sir." He said before briskly walking back down the hall to presumably help another early guest to their chamber. Chester supposed he may as well get changed now. After all, what was a masquerade without fancy attire?

Chester lay on top of the covers feeling rather dapper in his sea blue suit and tie, the vibrant mix of shades actuated by the sequined fish and coral that were sprinkled from where suit pants met shiny black shoes to the fish seemingly hiding underneath the deep blue tie around his neck. He had been somewhat reluctant to even sit on the bed for fear of not wanting to get up, it was very soft, but the room he had been given was void of any chairs. Normally this would be irritating but the grand selection of literature made up for it.so here he lay, staring at the mirror on the other side of the bed in an effort to look at the mask that had been given to him for...quite a while he should dare say. But he couldn't help but stare it was so lovely. It looked as if whoever had taken the time to craft such a detailed mask had done so with the intent to make his eyes look like a part of the ocean itself.

-'all right I've been quite but can you please move the plot along? If there even is one...'-

Well I was about to before a certain someone interrupted. Now sit back down. Right then. He started at the sudden knock on the door breaking the thick blanket of silence that had been cast over the room.

"Master has asked me to inform you to please be at the dining hall in five minutes as supper is almost prepared."

"Thank you I shall make my way down." It was only after he had begun his descent down the corridor that he realized he did not fully remember just where the dining hall was in the vast tinder mansion. Turning down the east corridor he was met first face with a silk purple shoulder. "Oh my, Sir Adler, I did not realize you were there you were so silent. Are you quite alright? You are aware the dining hall is down the west corridor aren't you?"

"I apologize lord Tinder I appear to have lost my placement a tad."

"No need to apologize. And I'm not lord Tinder, tonight I am the sky!" stated lord tinder loudly as he walked with Chester towards the west corridor. "So how is the paper business going? I hear that quite a few young ladies have attempted a job at the starry sun since you became the editor. Can't say I blame them." Going by the way lord Tinder had attempted to block his face from view with his almost black top hat he had not intended for Chester to hear the later part of his statement, but judging by the blush he had peeking from his star adorned mask as Chester smirked at him with merely a raised eyebrow, he knew that his statement had been heard loud and clear. "I do look rather impressive don't I? I was just telling jasper down by the shops that I needed to get some lilacs and lilies." Chester knew he had been correct as he saw the twinkle of recognition in lord Tinder's eyes before they walked into the dining room to find their seats.

-'oh there's code words now!?"-

Would you mind leaving even the smallest shred of mystery?

-'but annoying you is so much more fun. Besides without me your already be done and how boring would that be?'-

Just for that I'm not finishing the story.

-'what?'-

You heard me. I'm done. Look, this is me, leaving the room.

-'wait! But what happens to Chester? Do they hook up? What about lady tinder? What's lord tinder's first name!?'-

Goodnight!

-' shoot she really left me like this. Well I'll never get to sleep now... I hate unresolved endings.'-