02-27-2012, 01:17 AM
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Diricawl
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year | Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen Quote:
Originally Posted by emmafan123 Eyebrows raising at her confession of being a paper tyrant, Cornelius gave yet another smile as Aspen explained herself in complete seriousness. Though her problem wasn't very smile-worthy, Cornelius couldn't help it. She was just so...Aspen about everything. Paper tyrant... A mountain of crumpled papers for one letter! "Maybe you should just keep it simple, Aspen," he suggested with a warm smile, folding his hands over the table as he rose his eyebrows at her. "Just tell him what you want him to know, ask him what you want him to answer, and send it," he said gently, though he knew that this wasn't as easy as he was making it sound. From what Aspen had to him, he was the first guy to express interest in her, and it couldn't have been the simplest thing to word all of that in a letter.
But still, Cornelius had a warm smile on his expression, unable to really help it when he glanced over at her from across the table. "Would it help if I wrote one to my mum while you wrote one to your dad?" "I think there in lies the problem," Aspen made air quotes with her hands to finish her thought, "'Tell him what you want him to know' -- see, the problem with that is that I, first, would have to know what I know and I don't always know, you know? It's the knowing."
She passed him a sheet of parchment, then readied herself another, too. Maybe their combined writing powers could get this done. Maybe he had a point? Keep it simple. "Dear Pops," she started out loud as she looped the word out in gobbledygook. After a pause, she added, "That's what I call him. Pops." She couldn't remember why, just that she always had. "Miss you." Scribble scribble. This was the longest Aspen could remember ever gone without seeing him. Maybe when she was younger when there still someone to look after her around, he spent more time away, but to Aspen's memory - this was it. "Happy Valentine's Day...?"
Aspen looked to Cornelius for his thoughts on this letter thus far. She was a few ticks away from heightening Discarded Paper Mountain. |
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