Lyddia walked up to the Owlery and took out her quill and parchment. She spends way too much time here, she realized. Always coming and going with new words on paper. Well, she might as well start writing.
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Dad,
Things have been going fine don't worry about me. I'm glad to hear you've got all these plans for the summer though, I can't wait to see you either. And you know what? We're getting closer to the summer anyhow, I'll be home soon enough. So please don't worry about me, and trust me, there's nothing going on between me and Cody, we're not mad at each other, even ask him.
And no, I haven't told him, you don't need to worry about that either, I haven't told any of them. Well, excluding Carmela, obviously.
I'll see you very soon, Dad.
Love,
Lyddia
Lyddia wrote out replies to all the gang's letters from before, which was basically all just chitchat and things like, 'when are you coming home?'. Then came Cody's letter.
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Mr. Mcguff {Chyeah, I called you Mr. Mcguff.},
I'll be coming home soon, calm yourself. I know you miss me like crazy and you can't live without me but you'll have to manage for a bit longer.
I can already hear you laughing at me, shush up. Whatever, Dad's got some stuff planned out for this summer. He says we should all go to an amusement park sometime then and that he's going to talk it out with you guyses parents. So, that'll be fun. And you can look forward to that.
Me and Carmela haven't been talking much at all. I'm starting to get rather annoyed with her. I never see her and the times that I do don't exactly make up for it. If I ever see her again, I probably won't even be too happy about it anymore. I'd probably tell her to go away.
So yeah, that's what's happening now. There's a threat to the gang. Alert them all.
I'm being sarcastic, by the way, I'd rather you not tell them, they'd probably end up sending me mounds of Howlers.
Uhm, let's pretend I didn't say that last part. Just don't ask me what Howlers are.
Yeah, you know, I think I'm going to go now. I keep messing this up so, yeah.
Lyddia
Lyddia sighed. It was hard sometimes, having Muggle friends. You can never tell them anything.
Lyddia got up and called her Dad's owl, Howie, over to her. She tied the many letters to it's leg and let it fly out the window. She watched as it disappeared inthe sky and then happily, yet sadly, made her way down the Owlery steps.