AN: So, so sorry for the complete and utter lack of updates! I was having my finals last week so I was awfully busy but now I'm done, the updates should be coming in more frequently - I hope. Thank you for being patient with me, and I've just typed this one up, enjoy!

12 December 2007.

Hey Barney!

This is my first letter ever to you. Our first letter ever. When have we become such sentimental people? …Anyway, I've landed safely and I just wanted you to know that, even if it takes ages for this letter to arrive. Oh, well.

I have loads to tell you about, so you better sit down in a comfortable armchair with a cup of tea because you won't be moving for a while, wink. And yes, a cup of tea, because I'm in London now and we ought to be doing the stereotypical English things, right? Right.

Anyway, London is amazing. It's truly amazing and you should come sometime if you are free. Everything is so… It's so different from New York. I mean, I've always known it was going to be different, but I just didn't realise it was going to bethis different. I'm kind of blown away and I can't stop taking pictures of the beautiful telephone boxes. I also can't stop taking pictures of the roads and vehicles. And just… Everything in general. People probably think I'm some crazy American who's obsessed with England, haha. But maybe I am! Maybe I have developed into one without myself noticing.

That was the upside. But there are downsides as well. I mean… I don't know. Living life on my own now, things can get a bit lonely. I miss the gang and MacLaren's and everything about home. (I'm not calling this place home yet, don't worry.) I know I've only just arrived, but the moment I stepped into this little English flat I just felt incredibly lonely, because as much as I wish I did, I don't know anyone here and I hope that won't be too much of a struggle as the months fly by… And hopefully they will fly by.

Okay, I'd love to write more but that's it, I think. I also think this is good enough for a first letter. It's late and I'd better get started with my unpacking… See! The first thing I did was write you a letter. I didn't even have the time to unpack, and that's how special you are to me. Lucky you!

Okay, okay, all right. I really have to get started. There's not much to unpack but I sort of want to paint this place over the next couple of days, so if I want to get things sorted before I head off to work in ten days, that would be amazing. I also need to get some English stamps, double check my address and get to know the lady who owns this flat… Yeah, that's right, I'm only renting it, because… The truth is, I don't know how long I'll be staying, still.

Anyway, I need to stop yabbering on and on; I can feel myself boring you right now. Like, literally. So there's all I have to say! I really hope you're doing well and I hope you write back soon, which I know you will, because you dare not defy my wishes, duh. It's only been a day but I'm sure a lot has been going on back there and I cannot wait to hear all about it because whatever Barney Stinson is up to, it will be very promising. And this is how much faith I have in you.

Love and miss you

Robin

P.s. Have you noticed I've started writing in British English?

17 December 2007

Lovely, lovely Robin.

I can't believe you've actually motivated me to pick up my pen and write you an actual letter. Like, for real? Barney Stinson and letters are not a good mix.

But since I figured you'd probably not reply my emails if I were to send them, (because you are a fool), and since you're so determined for us to exchange letters, I thought, fine, if that's what you wanted, I'm going to do it. And not because I dare not defy your greatness, because, oh, I do.

Besides, this isn't so hard. Writing, I mean. Though it's pretty lame. Sorry, but, I mean, it's true. I hope you don't lose your awesome over there in London because there is no way I am going to hang out with a lame Robin.

Anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. It's got to be different out there, that's the whole point, isn't it? I heard the accents are pretty great, and I don't have a doubt on that. One thing, though: Are the girls there good looking? Because, who knows, I might even pay a visit just for them chicks, wink, nudge.

I think I'm going to be a little disappointing here to say there has not been much going on right now. And I can't believe I am about to say this, but I actually feel like the gang is torn apart without your existence here with us. Okay, that was cheesy and cliché. But you know how we feel; Ted, Lily and Marshall says hello to you.

On the other hand, I can't believe you, of all people, would be feeling lonely. Come on! You've always come across to me as that terribly strong and strikingly independent woman, you know. But I guess that happens. I mean, things can be a little lonely sometimes and even for a man as afraid of commitment as myself, I can confirm that.

Think of the good stuff, okay? Hang a few pictures up, buy a radio, buy some CDs, paint your walls green, make some new friends – do whatever it takes to be happy because I don't like seeing you upset. You hang on over there! I'll come see you very, very soon. Sooner than you think, okay?

Love and miss you too

Barney

P.s. Whatever! So have I.