Status: Slowest to post, fastest to write? Oh my.

Whatever Walks in My Heart Will Walk Alone

Like Signing My Death Contract

Kathrine sat at her desk, working feverntly over her letter. Finally, she signed her name, and smiled, rereading it.
Alexander,
I'm not sure how appropiate this is, given the current situation, but I just thought it'd be proper to send this.
The things you left at my apartment are in a box in the lobby. You can get them if you want. I don't care. Don't try to contact me.
Farewell,
Katherine
She smiled, content with what she wrote. She put it in the outbox outside, and checked the inbox. In artful, but messy hand writing, there was an envelope with Katherine on it.
Padding inside, she opened it.
Dinner, Friday, at eight? Meet me at the Italian place if you'd like. - Ville
She smiled, knowing she had to find something proper to wear for Friday. She had a date.
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I know. I know.
But cut me some slack, okay? I haven't written in ages, let alone this story. It's an awful filler, but the next chapter is on it's way.