{White Rabbit}|[Ryson]
{Princess, I read your letter if you would like to text we can. I'm sooo glad you're back I hated not being able to talk to you. -White Rabbit}
[Princess? That's new. Can I have another hint now? Possibly something that narrows it down just a little?]
{Sigh, sure. I'm quite tall. That's all your going to get, for now. I'm sorry princess.}
[You're mean. So far three hints. Okay that marks out a lot of the guys. Let's play twenty questions.]
{Promise you won't use questions against me? Can we implement a pass if it's too revealing or gives something away?}
[Sigh, I guess. I'll go first favorite color?]
{Green. Yours?}
[Red. Birthday?]
{February 3rd. What's your favorite book?}
[To kill a mockingbird, yours?]
{Don't have one too many to choose from. I've got to go my sweet but I'll text you later princess. I love you.}
[I love you too …]
[I love you]
[I love]
[I]
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Letters From...
Historia CortaA series of letters. A series of confessions. He was to shy to speak to her in real life and and she was to popular to notice him. He loved her. She didn't know he existed. His go to cure? Writing letters to her.
