PS: I Like The Gin Smiley
A/N: I forgot to post this along with the last chapter
Gin banged his head against the wall. Leaving Soul Society had to be the stupidest idea Sousuke had ever came up with.
Then he thought about it, and figured it wasn't entirely true. Soul Society had been pretty dull too, 'til that ryoka team came, anyway.
But there were people there. Dead people, but people nonetheless.
Hollows were boring. Depressingly boring.
He heard more screams. He rushed out.
The last time this happened, he had gotten there just two seconds late. If he'd been just a little earlier, they would've had internet!
Oh, mail-man again. He hadn't written any new letters though.
Wait, a reply? Izuru-chan! How cute.
Ripping open the letter, he sat down on his bed to read.
To: Ichimaru Gin.
Hueco Mundo.
How cold!
I'm just fine. Perfectly fine. Soul Society is in shambles and the paperwork has quadrupled. Wishing you were here.
Sincerely, Kira Izuru.
Aww, "Wishing you were here". Izuru-chan could be so cute
PS: What's emo?
The poor kid had been living in a box. How could he not know what emo was? And he was a perfect example, too.
PPS: I was being sarcastic when I said I wished you were here.
Aw, Izuru-chan!
PPPS: Momo's still in her coma, thanks to a certain someone.
You're welcome.
PPPPS: And we all know who that is.
Who could it be? Just kidding.
Yes, yes. Of course. I welcome the applause.
Actually, Gin felt kind of bad, she loved his fanfiction!
PPPPPS: No, I don't think we'll be going to your party, thanks for the invitation, anyway.
Awww...
PPPPPPS: You might want to ask that Kurosaki kid though, he might.
Oh, he already sent an invitation.
PPPPPPPS: I like the Gin-Smiley.
That made him smile. He smiled an exact replica of his Gin-Smiley, less crooked though.
A/N: Matsumoto's reply might not come until way later, when she's really drunk or something.