Response to Harry's Email.
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Christian,
Well, be proud. You got not only a smile, but a laugh and a snort out of me with the use of your full 'title'. Elijah's been trying for a bit now and not managed to get me to do much of any of that. Thank you.
And thank you for the letter back. I honestly wasn't sure how to deal with the people I've grown to care about so much during my time being with Orlando. I assumed that breaking up with him meant I forfited it all. I'm glad to know that isn't the case.
Sean's been letting me crash at his for now, and when I'm a bit more together in my head, I'll look into getting a room of my own. I suppose one of these days I'll have to come grab stuff from Orlando's room, but I've been swiping Sean's clothes for a bit now. If I'm being honest with myself, I'd admit that I'm putting it off. I should get on with it though- I'm sure Orlando doesn't want my things cluttering up his place. Soon.
Sorry for rambling on like this- and thanks again for the letter and the offer of a listening ear. The generosity of your family has always blown me away, and you demonstrate it once again. Thank you, Christian.
Harry.
Harry.
Glad to hear it. I don't know how to respond except to maybe say that our dad must have raised us right. :)
Oh, and you owe me for Anna. But that's another story. I'll tell you over the next [several] beer[s] you buy me.
Actually, glad to hear from you altogether. Bit stuck here, mate and could use a heads-up.
I've got Willow living here; kind of had her dumped on my doorstep without her 'supplies'. Orlando literally had the cat in one hand and his suitcase in the other. So, question is . . . where's her stuff? I checked the suite, found the cat food [horrible smelly stuff] but for the life of me I can't find the litter or the toys I know she has.
'Less they're all under the furniture?
Help?
C.