Yeah, so…. hi. As you probably realized, I've been ignoring this. I went along pretending it wasn't there. So thank you to the anonymous guy who told Feli. GOOD JOB. He's reading over my shoulder right now and I'm never going to escape. Anyway might as well get this over with.
Fratello- How do you think I'm doing? My only time of peace is when Feli decides to visit Ludwig. It's good to hear you're well and all but don't you dare try and lie to me. Hungary sent over some lovely photos of you and Tonio the other day, so I know you're enjoying it. You got laid. Stop complaining.
See Lovino, when it comes to politics, I'm extremely glad I'm not my own country (and that's the only time. I still hold a grudge.) I get to sit around all day and do whatever the hell I want. Which is never good news for the neighbors. I do not, however, think it's a good idea to let Feli do the paper work. You're responsible for anything that he does.
P.S., stop kicking me or I'll bite you.
Mattie- Finally, someone who gets it. It gets really tiring, don't you agree? I did go to New York City once and I loved it. It's so loud and everybody's up and moving. It's got some awesome clubs, too. As for Jersey, beat him over the head with a lawn chair. After he's unconscious, lock him in the bathroom with the latest season of his Jersey Shore show or something. He'll be fine, and you'll get your i-Pod. It's a win for everyone. Trust me, I've locked Feli in the bathroom with some Pasta too many times to count. Ludwig wasn't too pleased but whatever. Ooh I'm rambling….
Anyway, Mattie, nice talking to someone sane.
Alright I'm done and I can smell pasta. Ciao.
-Cece-