𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 | dealor

the eighth letter

John reads the letter with a huge smile on his face. Thank God Roger didn't just bail on him. He wouldn't have known what to do if he had. 

As silly as it sounded, John considered Roger his only real friend. Yes, they had only communicated through a couple short letters and about two e-mails, but receiving those letters through the mail every week made John's heart speed up and his face to break out in a massive smile. 

John had never been so happy. After the first month of being on the pen pal website and getting no replies or any luck whatsoever, he was about to give up on the whole thing as a whole. But then came along Roger, one of the funniest and nicest people John had ever had the pleasure of knowing. They hadn't even met or anything and yet they were as close as ever.

And, on the plus side, Roger was very quite attractive. The photo that came along with Roger's recent letter had the younger boy feeling a certain type of way. In the photo, Roger was looking up at the camera as if he had been caught unexpectedly, a newspaper clutched in his hand, blonde locks falling over his eyes. He was very pretty. But John liked pretty boys, what could he say? 

Since Roger had sent him a photograph, it was only fair that he sent him one too. But John had no idea what photo to send him. He ruffled through his grandmother's most recent photo album and ended up pulling out a photograph of him in his white casual suit and white platform heels. He loved those platforms, they were hella cool. 

Next came the trickiest part; replying to Roger. 

He started to write. 

Dear Roger, 

I am ever so happy you didn't just bail on me! God knows what I would have done if you did. I'd be totally lost and totally bored, that's for sure.

Thank you for your picture. I must say you are very pretty. You could pass off as a girl, actually ;) but that's a compliment, I swear! I like pretty boys anyways. 

You know what we should do? Call each other some time. That'd be fun. It'd be lovely to hear your voice. However, I still want to keep up this letter sending as well. It's very fun. 

And I feel the same way as you. I do consider you a friend, even if all we've done is write each other. It does feel like a proper conversation, I must say. 

I hope we continue talking forever. Okay, that's a bit of exaggeration, but you know what I mean? When I receive your letters it makes me all happy and warm inside, I can't explain it.

Please never bail on me :,( 

Hugs, 

Deaky