After getting back from the
gym, Alanna finally put some food out for Faithful and began to write a letter while doing her best not to fall asleep in the middle of it.
Sir Gareth,
As you may be aware, my second semester here at Fandom has ended. We
celebrated the end of term. My cat was the only
sober one left.
All of our Seniors have
graduated in a ceremony on Monday. Totally allergies. And then there were more
good-bye's.
However, as soon as these students left, dozens more arrived. Name tags. They all need name tags.. You would be surprised by the lack of hazing by the
older students. With the influx of new students, I was
moved to a new room and now have a new roommate. I think she and I will get along just fine. While trying to move, I got the opportunity to
meet one of the new students.
In good health,
Squire Alan of Trebond.
Alanna glanced over the letter and headdesked a few times before carefully tossing it into the candle's flame. "I'm doomed." "Yes, yes you are. Anchovy?"