I was packing. At least I was supposed to be packing. Then I opened up my drawer that contained all the letters I received and I started reading through all the sweet and touching (lickie's little love notes that nevertheless ALWAYS manage to suan me in the middle of the note) and qianbian (Mel's fountain pen-written notes in GREEN cause she was using green ink at that time about my imperial occupation of the volcanoes under the sea) and completely kiampa ('lichen try to stay a virgin next year. Assuming you're still one') and spastic (bel's. Duh. 'Press this to hear my gorgeous voice!' Which can still be heard, btw.) and idiotic (gen and her mowons, I say. Fweak.) and utterly, utterly horny (cat's little reminders to follow the rules of safe sex.)
I mean, how often do you know people who start a v-day note with:
Unsex me, baby!
Lickie, that was your wife, btw. I shudder to think what the two of you do in the privacy of your bedroom(s), seeing that she's ALREADY so active with yours truly...
And mel, stop bashing sesshie. I like fluffy. So there. And you're fluffy too. *smothers mel with feathers*
Grah I miss the craziness of 408. Like being able to stand up in the middle of class and tell the teacher 'FUCK' cause offred said it first and listening to bryden talk about playground politics and laughing at monkey chink and ball cause they're perfectly incapable of shaking the chemicar and making the lit video and scaring brenda's neighbours and doing english notes with a quill and a bottle of ink cause stupid mel got me addicted on calligraphy.
And pretending to be the Great Overseer Lord Lich Mossy Evilness while Melmel is my minion and Lickie is my discipline head and Cat my secret lover while Chink's my official wife though we both look for other partners and Gen's my soldier to keep out intruders with a bat and having a pesky daughter to marry off, but sadly her husband doesn't want her. Not that you're not still my minions, I point out reasonably, cause once Lord Lich's minion always Lord Lich's minion, but still. The presence of wooden panels (and in the case of a certain kiampa residential ghost, several blocks) prevents the rest of you from fulfilling your minion-y duties.
AND I want my yearbook. What's the school admin doing with the yearbook anyway. RI got theirs already. I like did it with mel okay. At her house. And we were at her house cause Singapore was promoting it's two or more if you can afford it scheme and we were
Okay I sense a thunderstorm coming from right where mel is staying. Oops. I grin and run away.
Lichen was reightarded
