I'm sitting in my room , brushing my blonde hair . My life ducks , really . A bird comes and knocks on my window , I go to open it and find a letter in between its legs . I give the bird a rub under its legs before taking the letter .
I open the letter and it says :
Dear Ashlyn ,
I know we not supposed to be speaking and you did lie to me but the night I spent with you at the ball was far to amazing and I know you just made a mistake , what I'm saying is maybe we can communicate through writing letters . What do you think ?
From Louis .....
I read the letter several times before writing a leet of my own .
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