Trott's whistling echoed down the corridor, mingling with his heavy footsteps. Telling Smith how he felt had been a long time in the waiting and is was great to finally let it out. But an issue still stood in his mind. Did he really feel the same way?
Trott had always known that forging a relationship would be hard, considering Smith's...how to put it...individual personality. Since he lost his voice, it only made matters worse. No matter how much he did, he could never really convey how much he truly loved him. If he even did.
Tears streamed down Trotts face as the golden rays streamed into his eyes. Blinded for a minute, he shook it off. The mailbox stood, a rusty tower overlooking the hills and valleys they now called home. Well, since no one knew where they were, it was near impossible to send mail. But something seemed wrong. Out of place. He swung the small clasp away and the door squeaked on its unused hinges. There sat a single letter. A pearly white in the greyed blue of the metal. On the front, three words. In elegant handwriting, plastered in the middle. Ross. And two words that sent Trott breathless. Panda Labs.
Help! Please help me!
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ITS BEEN SO LONG. I FORGOT. With going back to school, and a load of yog videos to catch up on I totally forgot! Ill try to update again soon. Sozzle
