Dear Dan
I am lucky to be writing to you tonight. I nearly died in a torrent of ice cold arctic water! If only God listened to my prayers and had let Tamaki die today. I feel that the world would be safer without him, however, no such luck. I may have to do the world's dirty work for it. TAMAKI MIST DIE!
We were all very excited about the ball, even I was which is a change. Tamaki told us he had one last surprise. I, naturally, was dreading it. I know what he's like so I knew it would somehow create a disaster, no one believed me though. The surprise was that he had shipped tons of snow to sprinkle on the guests throughout the night! I was horrified but everyone else was amazed so I went with it.
The night was going fine until the 'grand finale!' The ballerina's were beautiful and it looked amazing but then... they came on! That dipsticky dooche bag had got fire eaters! They weren't even good ones and they dropped the fire on the only bit off floor showing melting the snow and burning the hall!
Oh! I can't bear to think about it any longer, bye.
Kyoya