[after her sudden disappearance and months of silence a postcard depicting a tiny kitten touching the paw of a great Dane is delivered]
A.,
Did you ever get my post-it on your door? I meant to hug you goodbye but you were out frolicking with those pretty boys. In short, it's all the blind boy's fault, and I don't think I'll be coming back any time soon. I don't even know if this will reach you or if you've already been assassinated and left dead in a ditch or been incinerated as to leave no traces. I hope not. You are such an excellent human being, my favourite puppy-man and study buddy, that I'd be devastated to find out you've died before this reaches you. We still have to visit that cannibal village you told me about sometime.
So don't be dead. And don't forget me or I shall be terribly cross with you and eat all your food without sharing.
Franship love letter @winterlamp
A.,
Did you ever get my post-it on your door? I meant to hug you goodbye but you were out frolicking with those pretty boys. In short, it's all the blind boy's fault, and I don't think I'll be coming back any time soon. I don't even know if this will reach you or if you've already been assassinated and left dead in a ditch or been incinerated as to leave no traces. I hope not. You are such an excellent human being, my favourite puppy-man and study buddy, that I'd be devastated to find out you've died before this reaches you. We still have to visit that cannibal village you told me about sometime.
So don't be dead. And don't forget me or I shall be terribly cross with you and eat all your food without sharing.
xoxo, E.