[Yep, it's snail mail. A card that looks like this on the outside, because that's one-upping an e-card sent through text, right? Her loopy, flourishing cursive is only just legible inside:]
Sorry for being a cunt about you eating people. Perhaps we could talk properly sometime instead of me throwing a strop.
But then he laughs, because didn't he do exactly the same to her. Touché, madam. So as soon as he's bored enough to remember to stop pretending he's still sulking and decides to contact her, she's getting a ping.]
[physical mail]
Sorry for being a cunt about you eating people. Perhaps we could talk properly sometime instead of me throwing a strop.
- Celeste
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But then he laughs, because didn't he do exactly the same to her. Touché, madam. So as soon as he's bored enough to remember to stop pretending he's still sulking and decides to contact her, she's getting a ping.]
'cunt' is such a strong word isn't it
perfect choice, really
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except when im in a strop
hi
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hey
how are we feeling today
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im right arent i
fancy a walk in the park
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only if it involves public sex
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botanical gardens?
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This weekend. Before they close.
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well mostly knowing you
i mean anyone would be surprised
you have to right?
nothing else works?
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of course
silly of me really
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although you blew the surprise
just give me a day and time more specific than weekend
ill be there
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nope you set it up and i'll check my very busy schedule
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[The sabbath, in broad daylight. y/n?]
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you got yourself a date
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