Dear Trav,

Sometimes i sit in my room stroking myself to the thought of our happy times. I remember the lively BDSM moments when we would roleplay as feral animals. I was a little cub, and you were pack leader. Ahh~ the good ole' days. its hard not to think about them, really. I wish you didn't leave me for Olivia, but I cant change the past, only grow from here. If this note ever stumbles across you, just know I miss you and I'm different.

yours truly,
Haru.

wait do u still talk to that mariah girl

dear trav,

i would love it if you informed me whenever you're done with Olivia so i can go ahead and get my turn,

yours, seif.