Dec 25, 2009 23:47
[Hiroki is sitting bundled up in the mess hall, as far away from holiday cheer as possible, with a blank pad of paper and a pen. There are a couple balled up pieces of paper beside him, and he's staring grumpily around while he mutters to himself.]
What the hell... It can't be that hard! I've written a dissertation, I can handle a stupid letter.
(OOC: For those who aren't all that fond of the holidays, or are missing loved ones. I'll be here but mingle too~)