A Letter to Nathan Attford -- April 13th 1891

[ls_cassius]

Cassius, still in only drawers and a dress shirt, sits on their floor. Not their shack's floor, but on the silly pink carpeting of their Ladybones' rooms. Legs crossed, a candle and a cup of tea sit on the little coffee table (they have recently bought), and in their hands are the pen and a sheaf of the stationary Scarlet gave them in housewarming

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[ls_cassius]

*Laying in a strange bed, their own bed, but still strange.*
http://m.tweete.net/LS_Cassius/status/58189399774609408

*Sighing. But Nathan will need to be contacted, to let him know things and they are alright enough for this d---able party*
http://m.tweete.net/LS_Cassius/status/58190041134014464

*Gathering their drawers up, they set work on getting the stove going. Warmth and food being the most pressing items*
http://m.tweete.net/LS_Cassius/status/58202041411047424

*they would have slept in their dress shirt, but have not yet bought nightshirts, slippers or even a dressing gown for their office rooms*
http://m.tweete.net/LS_Cassius/status/58202835791265792

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[http://ls-cassius.livejournal.com/14433.html] <--- a letter to @nathan_attford , dropped-off through his mail slot.

[http://ls-cassius.livejournal.com/14727.html] <--- a rather silly, but still fearful letter left on the bookshop counter for @narcissus_echo