Gastone returned to his restaurant's office and opened the cabinet, which was filled with wine. He opened one and drank it straight from the bottle as he settled himself on the sofa, overlooking his dead restaurant.
"I put so much effort into this…" Gastone whispered in defeat while shaking his head. He leaned back and felt he was done with his job. "Giselle just needs time… What should I do in the meantime?"
Gastone considered rescuing the children under Giselle's care, but he was concerned that doing so might cause her to reject returning to the Werewolf realm. So, it was out of his option.
"I have nothing to do but wait… how long am I stuck here?" Gastone muttered to himself. His mind recalled Lucia's face and the urge to see her, but he knew it was out of his options as well.
Gastone brushed his hair as he finished his first bottle of wine, but he wasn't satisfied. He grabbed another bottle, opened it, and drank it in one gulp.
