Post by Corey Faulkland on Sept 26, 2008 1:36:12 GMT -5
Felicity,
I don’t rightly know where to begin with this except that I’m really sorry I didn’t get this off long ago. To be honest I didn’t really know where to begin, and still don’t a whole year later. Heh, I guess right now life for me gets summed up into three words: Stuck. In. London. But knowing you, you’ll want the longer version so here goes. Graduated from Hogwarts, hopped around London for a bit, got a job at Quality Quidditch Supplies – doesn’t pay much but if I’m lucky McIntyre will see about getting me a raise or promotion or…something sometime soon. But that’s really only if I’m incredibly lucky, cause I don’t think he’s all too keen on paying me more to do the same amount of shite. Can’t really blame him myself, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hope now does it?
So, last on my list of post-Hogwarts successes was settling down somewhere, funny story behind that, really. Responding to flatmate wanted ads is about the lowest feeling on the planet cause half the time they don’t owl you back. Half the ones that do are gits looking to not have to pay rent and those good ones that’re left, you just gotta get lucky with. I got lucky, to say the least. I suppose by now you’ve bit at your nails enough, I ended up bunking up in Wendelring with Rael Forstner – even though you might not remember her at all and I might’ve made you all giddy for no reason…sorry if I did.
Sorry…heh, now there’s a word we ended up using far too much between us for our own good, eh? Suppose I’ve still gotta say it at least once more too but that can wait a few more words. We had some good memories you and me, bad ones too, even managed to make some good out of bad ones… And I learned that with you usually came the unexpected, if I remember right I learned that lesson when we met… Heh…rambling…don’t mind it any, I just don’t really want to get to this part…
I left Hogwarts with a damn big skeleton locked away, one I couldn’t let out because…well like I said when I tried to tell you, it crosses a line that likely is still right where I left it, maybe even a wee bit closer. I guess it’s best just to throw it out there, caution to the wind and all that. I’d come to like you over the term, alot, more than I should have given the circumstances… As much as I wanted to get up the gall to tell you sooner, I couldn’t do it and then well, the rest is what’s happened since and what we both know. So, there it is, out in the open…and I don’t think I can say much more now anyway…so I guess I’ll just wrap this up.
Hope all’s well with you and your family and all that…and Drew.
Much love and always friendship,
C.A.F.
PS: Should you decide to not write back after receiving this, that’s fine. I considered that possibility already, and again, I'm sorry.