Dear Hengest. I was found in the supply closet, drunk and spouting off nonsense about shields. Anton said to write you a letter. What happened is what follows.
I didn't know it would lead to this. I had been sitting in my house, drinking some cider that Susan had given me out of the kindness of her own heart, when a thought jumped out at me. My shield was all alone, all by himself. He shouldn't have to be alone every night, should he? I had decided then and there I should visit the Black Tower. Maybe I could ask Hengest to take it home? I don't know, I was drunk.
I had managed to fool the people on duty that I was there to begin my patrols, but alas I hunkered down in the supply room, right next to my shield. I had taken it down at this point, and was leaning against it all couple like. I grabbed my flask out from my corset, and giggled like a madman. I took a sip from it, and gave my shield a playful slap.
I'd continued like this for a little bit, before I suddenly realized I'd been in there too long. The gates men would notice, right? I was coming out of my drunken stupor, and leaned over to my shield. I gave it a sloppy kiss, not even being able to see straight.
It was at this point that I had forgotten my troubles, because something magical happened. My blurry visions began to straighten up as a human figure formed out of the shield. His face was chiseled and handsome, and he was oh so pale. He was dressed like a knight in shining armor, and I swooned. It was my soulmate. She had known it. I had known it.
The man kneeled beside me, and held his hand out for me. "My lady. You are exquisite. You take such good care of me. I should return the favor." I was shocked. I couldn't speak a word. Instead, I decided to take his offer of a hand, and he pulled me up to stand close to him. We were embracing, the two of us, in the crowded storage room with a spilled flask. I finally managed to find words. "Jeremy- Your name is Jeremy." Jeremy nodded, and he kept me close. We stayed like that for a bit, until I was forcefully shaken around like a lampar on three cookies and a kaffee.
Anton was staring down at me, his hands on my shoulders. "Whuh?" I implored, searching his eyes for any fear. Nope, just disappointment.
All in all, Hengest, that's why I hope I'm not getting punished. Honest mistake.
Tags: @Jonificus
I didn't know it would lead to this. I had been sitting in my house, drinking some cider that Susan had given me out of the kindness of her own heart, when a thought jumped out at me. My shield was all alone, all by himself. He shouldn't have to be alone every night, should he? I had decided then and there I should visit the Black Tower. Maybe I could ask Hengest to take it home? I don't know, I was drunk.
I had managed to fool the people on duty that I was there to begin my patrols, but alas I hunkered down in the supply room, right next to my shield. I had taken it down at this point, and was leaning against it all couple like. I grabbed my flask out from my corset, and giggled like a madman. I took a sip from it, and gave my shield a playful slap.
I'd continued like this for a little bit, before I suddenly realized I'd been in there too long. The gates men would notice, right? I was coming out of my drunken stupor, and leaned over to my shield. I gave it a sloppy kiss, not even being able to see straight.
It was at this point that I had forgotten my troubles, because something magical happened. My blurry visions began to straighten up as a human figure formed out of the shield. His face was chiseled and handsome, and he was oh so pale. He was dressed like a knight in shining armor, and I swooned. It was my soulmate. She had known it. I had known it.
The man kneeled beside me, and held his hand out for me. "My lady. You are exquisite. You take such good care of me. I should return the favor." I was shocked. I couldn't speak a word. Instead, I decided to take his offer of a hand, and he pulled me up to stand close to him. We were embracing, the two of us, in the crowded storage room with a spilled flask. I finally managed to find words. "Jeremy- Your name is Jeremy." Jeremy nodded, and he kept me close. We stayed like that for a bit, until I was forcefully shaken around like a lampar on three cookies and a kaffee.
Anton was staring down at me, his hands on my shoulders. "Whuh?" I implored, searching his eyes for any fear. Nope, just disappointment.
All in all, Hengest, that's why I hope I'm not getting punished. Honest mistake.
Tags: @Jonificus
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