Letter Thirty Eight

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Dear Troye, 


I got you out of prison! 

It cost me $45,000 though I got you out and that is all that matters. You kissed me today, in front of everyone. You yelled that I made you the happiest guy in the world before you continued to kiss me again and again. 

You were so happy though as soon as the press were gone and we were inside of the car, you smacked me right across the face. It left a sharp sting. You told me that I shouldn't have bailed you out, that I disrupted this 'real good relationship' you were having with one of the guys in there. 

You had only been there overnight. 

You got over it later though and continued to tell me you loved me. You kissed me over and over again and said you were happy to see me. I think that was the wine talking, though I'm glad to have you back. 


I love you, 

Con x 

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