A tin with assorted teas. A small box with an assortment of Funtom sweets. A medium sized cookie jar filled with bone cookies (some misshapen, some slightly burned, all homemade) A note:]
I don't know how to say this myself. Thank you. For taking care of me when I was afraid and alone. And for keeping me from revealing my real name, else it might have alienated the few friends I've made. If you have questions, well, I suppose I haven't got much to hide from you anymore, have I?
For the future, I live on the thirteenth floor. Room one. Use that as you will.
Midday 8/20
A tin with assorted teas.
A small box with an assortment of Funtom sweets.
A medium sized cookie jar filled with bone cookies (some misshapen, some slightly burned, all homemade)
A note:]
I don't know how to say this myself.
Thank you. For taking care of me when I was afraid and alone. And for keeping me from revealing my real name, else it might have alienated the few friends I've made. If you have questions, well, I suppose I haven't got much to hide from you anymore, have I?
For the future, I live on the thirteenth floor. Room one. Use that as you will.
And I apologize. For burdening you with my care.
Bone appétit.