Dear you,
How does one fall in love?
Can it be spontaneous? Between friends that never realized their subtle glances to one another until it's too late?
Does fate really play with the deceiving timing?
All these questions buzz around my mind li...
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7
Dear you,
You were gone today. For once, your absence didn't surprise me.
No one even acknowledged last night. Again, for once, it didn't surprise me. Actually, I'm content no one brought up last night. It would be a pain if anyone overheard and it'd be a pain trying to figure it out.
What even happened last night? I'm sure you don't remember-especially with how much you had last night. I remember what happened; you got strange. Did things I never imagined you would do.
Do you always get like that, Birdie?
How did last night even come about?
Gosh, Birdie, just tell us what is going on instead of this constant back and forth. I'm tired of it. Tell me, I wanna' know and stop this pattern.
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Author's note!
I know I'm super bad at updating regularly, or on time. I'm wrapping things with the letters, still no excuse. However, I probably won't update until I've completed it. I prewrite the chapters on drive and edit them with ProWritingAid. Which, you guys should check out if you are writer's yourself. It is a major help!
At least then, I will be able to upload the whole letter book onto here without worries of updating and keeping up with them, which I'm bad at.
To those still reading, thanks a lot! I know this is a different style and probably a little boring with the lack of dialogue. I guess it's more of a diary of the main characters thoughts to Birdie.
