Dear
Edgar,
I
write you this little note as a departure gift, I know your mentality
doesn't allow you to accept love and kindness, that you will always
look longingly to the window for freedom from behind the bars that separate me from you. It's part of what makes you so lovely, I feel
our interview went rather terribly, my shyness got the better of me
as I gazed up at you with your cute oversized ears and big boggled
eyes. You never really made me feel welcome, Ham scared me with his
size and constant sniffing at me and though I spent much time hiding
I want you to know you were always, always on my mind. While you
slept in your hammock muttering of violent acts I listened and even
gazed from my bars. I'm sorry things were so star crossed between us,
even if you did love me in return I'm sure we could never have truly
been together, I'm pure Street Sleeper and you're a Vermillion. I
want you to know I accept your decision to send me away.
Lots
of nibbles, and hiccups
Hiccup
xxxxxxxxxx
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