Morning sweetie you got another letter- you’re pretty popular aren’t you? One of these days I might just slip In my own love letter. Oh don’t be so red I was just kidding my romantic days are long gone.

It was your usual currier, a flirty older woman who flirted her exhaustion away.

Besides my soul has been taken, broken, and shot out of a cannon by this job. Did you know there’s only twelve curriers left in this city? The rest quit or died. But hey if your into empty husks you’re in luck!