Yellow Roses (Joseph x Aesop)

Salt in the wound.

A/N: hey hey! tysm for 2.3k reads it means so much to me ahhh <333 my parents are so very proud /hj :D Honestly Shakespeare could never at this point *bites lip emoji*

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Aesop's POV:

(It has been a few weeks since Martha spoke to him that day.) 

"Morning!" called someone outside the door. "You up yet Aesop?"

This time i was actually up. I couldn't sleep properly last night so I just decided to get up and do some drawing instead. 

"Yeah! Come on in!" I called, pulling my mask back up over my mouth.

"Found this in the hallway its addressed to you!" Tracy skipped into my room, her robot following behind her. She placed a letter on my desk next to me before inviting herself to sit down on my bed.

"Oh thanks..." I looked at the letter back and forth, I'm not sure who's handwriting it is... it's so neat and cursive... not like the host's... 

"Well..." Tracy was now leaning over my shoulder, her bot leaning over my shoulder "You gunna open it or what?" 

"Oh right yeah... uh do you mind..." I flinched away from Tracy being so close and she soon got the message.

"Oh my bad, sorry..." she sat back on the edge of the bed and dangled her feet back and forth 

I opened the letter, being careful not to rip it too much, and began to read it in my head.

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Dear Aesop

I hate to inform you but I'm not sure who you are...

Your letters are written beautifully and are extremely sad but I'm afraid you've sent them to the wrong person...

you see I don't know an Aesop...

My friend Michiko thinks she knows you and I think she does too, by the way she describes this Aesop she knows... his situation seems similar to your letters...

Do you know a Michiko?

If you do then by any chance do you need help finding a lover....

I'd love to help you...

Thank you for your letters,

Sincerely

Joseph Desaulniers

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This cant be happening... this is some form of joke right... it has to be..

Joseph...

I tried to move on from him but it seems I keep spiralling back to him

he- he couldn't  have forgotten...

That's not possible...

no...

'I hate to inform you but I'm not sure who you are...'

no no no

'you see I don't know an Aesop...'

no... why... who would do this...

I could feel tears start forming in my eyes when I remembered Tracy was sat right behind me. Shoving the letter in my pocket, I abruptly got up from my chair and headed to the door.