Dear Liv,
It's feels a century since I last popped 'round for a decent chat, which is a shame since you're one of the spliffiest people I've ever met, as you very well know. I never asked what happened after graduation, but I'm sure you'll fill me in - saucy details and all.
I wanted to ask how you were doing, not that there's anything to be boohoo over. Everything's a jig and ball, but it never hurts to ask I think. Let me know, and remember, the devil's in the details.
Stay Saucy.
xoxo
Claret.
Dear Claret,
You caught me quite off guard with your owl though it was a pleasant one. It has been a century and perhaps over but I suppose I'll have to forgive you since I haven't been the most diligent person when it came to communicating with you as well. Me, with saucy details? Never, though if you'd like to set up a time, I wouldn't protest to filling you in on all the extremely mundane stories I've accumulated over the past year.
Well, it certainly seems as though you're suggesting that I should be "boohoo" over something. Care to share? I believe I have an inkling about what you're referring to but I'd rather not spill my guts all over to find out you're not talking about anything specific. I dislike making myself look like an emotional wreck, you should know.
Till next time,
Olivia W.










