Dear Roy,
Wow. After all this time, pining after you in my head, imagine how surprised I was to find you'd written me! And to ask if I'd come and pay a visit to you…
Needless to say, I'm about to hop on a train to do just that. It helps that Alphonse is leaving as well; like I mentioned, he's been investigating some alchemical ideas, and he is traveling to Xing to try to see what he can dig up. I'll miss the little fucker terribly, but just knowing he's out there really living life is enough to comfort me. Besides, his quest made it easier to say yes to you.
Not that I said yes. How dramatic can you be, Roy? "If you intend to accept my offer of hospitality, there's no need to write. Just make sure to arrive at the Eastern Station on April 21st. I'll be waiting as a welcome party. If not, well…be happy, Edward." Probably I'm just imagining things, but it sure sounds like the setup to the conclusion of a bad romance novel.
Still, you asked for it, so I didn't write you a confirmation. I'm just going to arrive.
I have butterflies. Can you believe, after all that I've done, the idea of just seeing you again has got me all nervous? Really, as much as I sound like I'm fussing, I'm quite excited.
The train's pulling in, so I've got to get going. Cheesy as it is, I hope you're waiting with flowers or something. If you had to plan this reunion to be all dramatic, you might as well go all in, right?
Here we go. See you in a few hours, Roy.
Yours,
Ed
