Beckett did not believe that Castle could make a decent meal. He didn't mind being the one to prove theories. When all the evidence pointed to the suspect, they were wary of what they found. There was a rather small object reflecting the sun. In principle, the way to stop the questions was to just stop with asking about the problems. Of course it took some convincing and persuasion. In all the years that they were friends, the only issue was the time of their strange encounter. Castle thought about going after 3XK because he was lying. The first issue was the fact that nobody could be seen working. When Beckett was almost home, she took out the whole box of delicious muffins. Hoping they could solve the mystery of today's victim. The weird thing about the crime was that nothing came out of the whole operation. Every single day was like another issue was pressing the cortex of their little heads. In reality, the way of doing such things were always rather timid. In so many ways they were trying to avoid another incident like the one that happened previously. When the investigation was over, the first thing they tried doing was to change clothes because they were ruined. The stains were noticeable broken up and random. All the time with their friends changed how they were perceived within society. In every way possible, the best thing that could happen or not was happening. First, they couldn't be too certain about how the game was supposed to end because now they were winning. Their views were slightly opposing but for what meant to be a problem. In case of emergency, the only reasonable exit was the one with a red sign. Wild horses were galloping through the woods. In sync.
I know that’s not a full sentence but we’re at 300.
Someone else can start the next thread and story since I started this one.
