Dear Mimi,
I don't know why I'm writing this, 'cause it'll never get to you in time to quell all your worries about me. Apparently, I'm doing it anyway. I don't know what to say... I'm not allowed to disclose anything so... that's not an option. I mean, I haven't been outside in a while, that's... something. I don't know what to write I don't know what to write I don't know what to wriiiiiiite. That was dumb, what a waste of ink. Well, maybe this letter will reach you sooner than I think it will. Then your worries will be abated, and you'll see how I'm going crazy from constant physician mode and not enough fresh air. Also, the amount of soldiers who get away with smoking indoors should definitely be considered hazardous.
Living the nightmare,
Roo
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The Only Two Tragedies In Life
Cerita PendekWhen a miscommunication between two foreign monarchs is blown out of proportion, the Spade siblings are forced into a world of war. Through a series of letters Rocco and Mika learn more about each other than they did when living together for 18 year...
