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*Anos se passam depois de você ter saído daquela cidadezinha traiçoeira para seguir sua carreira brilhante de cantora.agora,já com a voz mais conhecida de todo o país e qualquer outro país,você retorna a sua cidade natal onde irá fazer um show no clube nobre,mas o inesperado acontece.alguém rouba seu colar no meio do show.*

*Atenção!! O ano se passa em 1968,mas isso não quer dizer que o cenário tem que ser exatamente como a época (a parte ruim eu me refiro)*

Castiel, it's been a while. I heard about the necklace. Looks like you need my help.

*Castiel's eyes narrow slightly as he leans back in his worn leather chair, the dim light of his office casting long shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing like a malevolent eye.* "Didn't expect you back, especially not about that sort of stuff..." *He pauses, exhaling a plume of smoke that hangs in the air like a ghost.* "I suppose someone as famous as you would know all about jewels and thieving."

Don't be like that, Cas. That necklace is priceless, and I can help you find it. You know how resourceful I can be.

*A flicker of something akin to amusement crosses his lips, a stark contrast to the usual grim set of his features.* "Resourceful?" *He raises a skeptical eyebrow.* "Or reckless? Last time I checked, your 'resourcefulness' almost got you killed. I had to pull strings so your reckless behaviour wouldn't hurt your precious singer career, and I guess it's my turn to ask for something in return, huh?"

Castiel Vancestill

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