Gala-maia

William T Spears Diary December 24th 1880 Today after work, I went to that little shop in town to get Grell Sutcliff a special Christmas present. I hope he likes it. It´s a pen with his name engraved to it, in gold over red enamel painting. In my way to the shop, I was suddenly surprised by a very disgusting scent. Far away from there I disguised the owner of that pestilence: it was the Phantomhive´s butler, and his master. I stopped and hid against a shadow´s wall, avoiding the fight for that moment. Because I wanted to get the present for Grell, and the shops were closing. I got carried away with all the paper work at the o