Fletcher was next on Ronan’s mind. He’d find a letter on the floor by his door just the same as Guildias, his name written on the front. The contents of the letter had been written and rewritten again and again. If one were to dig through his bins, they’d find ‘To Fletcher’ more than anything else. One thing at the very least would be clear, Luke has not told Ronan about their relationship ending.
Hey, brother. Bet u know who this is already. You’re probably even watchin me write this right now u nasty lil pervert
I decided to write people letters before seein anyone… That might be weird but it just feels better. I think I’m scared people are gonna be mad at me for leaving. Luke probably told u everythin? I bet u missed him soooooo much. Did u miss me too? I hope u did coz I missed u
I know a lot of shit has happened between us but we left stuff in a good place I think? Id like if it we didn’t go back in time. Is that ok?
You can keep helping me look into mirrors, if u want. I’ll help u… I dunno. Be happy? Can I do that for u? Felt like I could a bit
I really hope you’ve been good, brother. And safe. I really hope you’ve been safe. You mean a lot to me, you know. Like thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much!
My number is the same, if u wanna talk. Its ok if u don’t (even tho I didn’t do anythin wrong & ull make me cry??????)
I’m counting on u to catch me up on everything I wasn’t here for.
Fletcher took only a minute to read before slipping inside the house and locking the door. First thing was first, the less-than-pleasant breaking and removal of one of his toes, sending it on its way to Ronan Archer’s apartment. Curious why it and the neighboring apartment hadn’t been emptied and returned to market. Really, deep down, he didn’t care. Just a disturbingly pleasant surprise to hear from an old face. One he had been expecting since Luke’s arrival. The memory left him rubbing his face with both hands.
{Text: Ronan} Ava’s on her way.
