Dear
weird person,
Don't touch me. Don't come near me.
Roxas
Dear Other,
I switched jobs. Don't bother trying to track it down.
Nobody Roxas
P.S. This goes for
him, too.
[filtered away from everyone Roxas knows but Guy, though clumsily so]
Dear Guy,
I found a new job. I'll be quitting the Hymns of Lorelei at the end of the week.
Thanks ...,
Roxas
[/filter]
Dear City,
So you So, he went h If that's the best you can do, I don't care. Heartless, remember?
And letters are pointless.
Roxas
(ETA: I am owed an unwontedly long roadtrip. Will pick up tags when I get back - in somewhat less than twenty-four hours. :D)