I ought to… Stop writing these notes, they never make any proper sense anyway.
35: Letter
Roy's tongue stuck out the side of his mouth as he focused on his scribbling. Riza had at first tried to sneak peeks at what he was writing, but after continuously being denied, had simply stopped.
"Who are you writing to?" she suddenly piped up, trying to snatch one of the letters out of the slowly growing pile at his side.
He slapped her hand lightly with his pen and pushed the pile further away from her. "My cousins and my aunt. They wouldn't appreciate if I just stopped my mail to all of them into one letter, there is some private info between all of us that none of the others know anything about."
"Hmm…" Riza crossed her arms and slumped over the table. "Must be nice."
"A bit of a bother," he shrugged. "But it's nice to be trusted like that."
"Hmm…"
"I just said something stupid, didn't I?"
"Not really. Maybe if I'd been a different person it would have been." She tried for one of the letters again, only to have her hand swatted off. Again.
"Shush! Will you leave my private correspondence alone?"
"Never! It is my obligation to be as curious as possible about the affairs of your family!"
"Your obligation? Have you been drinking something you shouldn't, girl?"
"Don't call me that, it's demeaning." She pouted at him, once again lying on the table. "And no, I haven't"
"What do you mean demeaning? You are a girl!"
"I'm well aware of that, boy, but it robs me of my unique identity. Being called merely by your gender objectifies you and- Got one!" Suddenly she pulled up and away, a letter in hand and started to run. Roy sat for ten seconds, surprised at the change in subject, before realizing what had happened and bolting after her, clearing the table in a single leap.
Roy is also an athletic child. =D And Riza has much self-awareness.
One of my personal pet-peeves is being called girl (or rather a Danish variant), so I plunked it in here.
Please review and tell me what you liked/disliked. ^_^