Letter Fourteen

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You saw me writing today.

You saw my book again.

You saw the page.

'What's that? It looks like a letter.'

'O-oh, its... it's nothing, Ken.'

You saw the title.

'To K. Who's K?'

'N-no one.'

You didn't seem convinced.

'Are you sure? What are writing?'

'Oh geez, it's nothing, Ken, I swear!'

You signed, obviously not believing me.

'Butters...'

'Hmm...?'

'I'll find out. No matter what it takes. I. Will. Know.'

You smiled sweetly, and sat down.

'Oh hamburgers....'

-Signed,
Leopold Stotch

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