He eyed his mail cubby curiously. Who would ever send him a letter? He didn't have many friends, okay; he didn't have any friends… yet. But he did have acquaintances, which wouldn't be sending him mail. He reached his hand into the cubby and pulled out the letter, which was concealed by a white envelope. This letter certainly wasn't out of the norm, but he was still wracking his brain trying to figure out who it could be. He almost wanted to wait until he could identify the culprit in his brain, but his curiosity wouldn't allow him to do that.
He opened the envelope and was greeted to the smell of… perfume? The perfume was, oddly, familiar. But he had moved on, like he always did, so there was no one who could have reached him. No one knew where he went; he just up and left. But as he slid the letter from it's packaging, the perfumed smell grew stronger in his nostrils. He didn't even have to open the folded letter to know who it was from. The name hit him instantly.
Jason knew this was from Rowan. The perfume she used was so distinct, and she knew that he enjoyed the smell. He briefly wondered if she was playing with his mind, but he knew that she was much too nice for something like that. Or, at least he believed her to be. He finished pulled out the letter and unfolded it (it wasn't too hard, considering it had only been folded in half). A smile inched onto his face as he read its contents.
Dear Jason,
Our brief meeting yesterday was nice. I didn't know that you moved here, and I'd accepted the fact that I would never see you again after you disappeared.
He felt himself wince at the second sentence; he wondered how his disappearing affected her. Was it bad that he secretly hoped that she was completely distraught by his leaving?
But it was nice seeing you again. I hope that I can see you some other time. Not as a date, though, if you were wondering.
Dang, was she a mind reader or something? He was wondering.
But we should see each other as friends. I think that we could become good friends. I enjoyed my time that I spent with you, even though we held a fake relationship. To be honest, I miss you and I hope that you've missed me, even if it were a little bit.
Well, I hope to see you soon.
- Rowan.
It felt as if his stomach were in frenzy, like butterflies were swarming around in there. But, as much as the feeling sounded bad he couldn't help but smile.