A Letter to Home

[theheroics]

Sender: Zack Fair
To: All
Subject: No Subject (Backdated to the first week)

[ Words that begin to appear in the journals are written slowly, as if with intent. The handwriting is... coherent at best at this slower pace, but every word is coming in gradually and seemingly with more frustration.

Guess who thinks this is just a plain ol' journal to use? ]

Dear Aeir
What's up!?
Hello! Hey th———

Hey Aerith.
Hope things are going well?? good for you

[ UGH ]

Sorry it's taken so long for me to write back... I know youve been waiting a long time
I can't call right now but soon, okay?
how are the flowers? you swimming in gil yet?
Theirs theres lots of weird stuff going on that I'll explain when I get back.
So... yeah. See you soon
Regard [ No that was SO STUPID ]
bye

[ The words at the bottom of the page are suddenly cut out, as if completely disregarded or tossed away.

But seconds later another one appears: ]

Hello!

[ Nope that one is gone, too. ]

Comments

[theheroics]

has anyone told you that? or are you just assuming

[itstillhurt]

Call it a combination of careful personal observation and keen self-awareness.

[theheroics]

of course it is

id keep your persona observations to yourself tho if youre tryin to make friends out here

[itstillhurt]

I was under the impression that friends were meant to be honest. What mixed messages you send.

[theheroics]

[ That... actually hit a little too close to home for him right now.

He was glad she couldn't see how he visibly winced. ]

yeah well sometimes you cant always be honest

[itstillhurt]

[She doesn't need to see how her prior words hit home, because she's getting plenty of dry amusement out of what he actually said.

Now it's her turn to appreciate that he can't see her clearly-amused expression as she replies.]

That's a terrible thing to say!

[She even imagines it in the snow peasant girl's voice, full of hurt and moral outrage, and it's all she can do not to laugh.]

[theheroics]

[ UGH she really wasn't helping the situation. Of course it was a terrible thing to say. Zack never liked lying, especially to his friends. But what else he was suppose to do? If he didn't they would be hurt because of him...

It was a situation he couldn't currently avoid. ]

so is making fun of people trying to write letters
guess that makes us both terrible

[itstillhurt]

How was I to know that you would take my advice so personally?