DELIA
December 12th
Dear Dimitri,
Diamond sounds so awesome. I can't wait to meet her. Those tattoos are so cute. We should get matching tattoos. Maybe sunflowers or something. Honestly, those kids aren't even worth it. They're just giving me a hard time to be jerks. Telling someone won't matter. It never matters. No one ever listens. I know they won't listen because I told my dad and he could not give one shit. So, if my own father doesn't care, why would a stranger?
Christmas is so close. (I got your presents already. Yes, presents as in plural. They'll be included with this letter). I don't know what I want either. Maybe some new toys for Bill and Ted? They're always chewing up and breaking their toys. I'm going to stay with my Aunt Sue over Christmas break. My dad is just too much to handle right now.
I would OBVIOUSLY play Minecraft with you. But I don't have an XBOX. Or a PlayStation. All I have is my old DS from when I was 11.
Why did you name your cat Simon?
Love, Delia
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DEAR D (pen pal edition) ✔️
Teen FictionDimitri and Delia. Two strangers. Two pen pals. Two broken hearts. Trigger Warnings: Mentions of heavy drinking, sexual assault, abuse, and suicide
