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Author's Note: Again, thank you for the reviews on the last chapter. Sorry it's taken me a little while to get this one out (well, compared to my recent rate of updates anyway) but it's been a hectic couple of days. Hope it's worth the wait! By the way, the timeline is probably moving away from the show significantly now, so please just try to ignore that error; it bugs me but there isn't a lot I can do about it now.
Baton Rouge
June 24th 2007
To My Roomie
Hey there, sorry it's been a while since I've written, but you know all my news now. I'm afraid I was so happy that you called I was kinda too excited to hold anything back to put in a letter. I guess I could always talk about the phone call… It was incredible to hear your voice. Like I said the other day, I wasn't surprised when you didn't call straight after I asked you to. Not that I doubted you, I just know that over the last couple of letters we've been striding ahead, probably faster than we should have been going, and it was only going to be a matter of time before one of us got scared.
I'm just so pleased that you got past it and called. Hearing your voice was every bit as good as I thought it was going to be. It just… it reminded me of the good things about you and it – I don't really know how to explain this. It sort of felt like the next step in letting go of all the other crap that got in the way. I guess I'm trying to say thank you for calling and that I really appreciate it, and I… really… enjoyed it. Okay, I'm gonna stop now, I'm losing absolutely all eloquence, if I was speaking not writing, I'd be completely tongue tied. I think you know what I'm trying to say, at least, I hope you do.
I called Katey, just like you told me to. It wasn't the easiest conversation I've ever had, I'll tell you that, but I think things are sorted now. I don't know if you're particularly interested in hearing how it went, but in this new spirit of openness and honesty I think I should probably fill you in. If I tell you, you can be in no possible doubt that it's you and not her that I want, that I've always wanted. Skip the rest of this paragraph if you don't want to hear it all though. She was kind of snippy with me straight away; I think she probably guessed straight off that you had told me to call, even though she didn't say so at first. She, umm… wasn't happy that I've been speaking to you and not her. She kind of thinks that you don't deserve me to be nice to you (she didn't word it exactly like that; I'm umm, toning things down shall we say?!) but I told her that it was my decision to make and none of her business. I tried to thank her for everything she did for me, but after I defended you she wasn't exactly receptive to further discussion, and she wound up, well, being kind of bratty about it all actually. I hadn't seen that side of her before, and I didn't like it. Needless to say, she isn't going to be visiting me. I told her I didn't want to see her again, and she said that she, well, that she was no longer interested in coming to see me. (That wasn't what she actually said; as I'm sure you can guess, but I'll leave the exact wording to your imagination.) So that's that. Sorry if she causes any trouble for you at work. I don't think she will, but still, if she does, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for things to turn out like this.
Anyway, I didn't write this letter to talk about Katey. I think we should put her and Gates behind us. I'm not going to be insensitive enough to add Michael to that list, I don't want you to feel that you can't talk to me about him if you want or need to, but I think we need to put the negative aspects of it behind us. Do you understand what I mean?
What I was really writing to say was, I've had this really, really crazy idea. You can tell me it's crazy, in fact, I want you to. But… I was wondering what you were doing for Fourth of July weekend? I know in all your Britishness you frown on our American holidays, but it'll be fun; there'll be fireworks and there's usually a baseball game or something like that in the park in the afternoon and if you're really nice to me, I'll buy you a hot dog. I was thinking that perhaps you wanted to come down here? I know it's very soon, and I don't know if we're ready for this, but what do you think? Perhaps if you flew in on the Thursday, and I'll have a PT session on the Friday if you still wanted to come to that, then we could just kick back and enjoy the weekend?
Tell me what you think. I won't be remotely offended if you say no; it was just an idea I had and I wanted to sound you out. It's just that since we spoke on the phone, I've found myself wanting to see you even more than I did before. And the more I thought about it, the more I thought, why not? It's up to us after all. If you think it's too much, too soon, then say so, but… I'd like you to come. Mom would pick you up from the airport and you could stay for as long as you could get the time off work for.
That's all I'm going to say for now. I'm sorry this letter is shorter than some of my recent attempts, but after spending two hours on the phone, there's only so much to say! Tell the folks at County that I say hi (although maybe not in front of Katey) and tell Morris to keep his hands off my shoes. I know he's had his eyes on them – my spies are everywhere!
Please write back soon and tell me what you think about Fourth of July. I would say to call me, and of course, you're more than welcome to, but I kinda like these letters. Getting post is so much more fun when there's a chance there could be something other than junk or bills hitting the mat. So, hope to hear from you soon.
R