mailbox.

[bauhinia]

ic inbox for hong kong at 1406 holly heights

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[volcanic]

[ On the morning of the 5th, there's a sealed envelope in the mailbox addressed to Hong Kong, with a handwritten letter inside. ]

Hong Kong,

This letter is to clarify a few things. You haven't tried to speak to me for the past three weeks, and it feels like something is wrong.
I don't have any issue being friendly with you, but I stood by what I said before about having nothing in common. Don't take it the wrong way. I don't dislike you.
Although you have a tendancy to push your nose into places it doesn't belong, which is bothersome. Don't do that, and we can probably get along. You have to use your head and keep in mind how different we are, though.

I hope that sets things straight.

- Iceland

[bauhinia]

[ Basically it takes Hong Kong as long as it took me in real life to come up with some way to respond to this. He reads it, then puts it away for 24 hours, then reads it again. Reads it a few more times. Gets to work late because he's thinking about it.

Decides he's going to talk to Iceland.

Decides he isn't going to talk to Iceland.

Decides to throw the letter away.

Decides he will talk to Iceland after all.

Decides throwing the letter away is a stupid idea.

Decides he doesn't know how he feels about the letter.

Stays up all night thinking about this question.

Doesn't end up going to work late again.

Does drink an entire pot of coffee.

New question.

How does Iceland subsist on this stuff?

Now he's wired.

Oh, good. This is the perfect time to go and visit Iceland.... ]





[ There's going to be a knock at your door soon. ]

[volcanic]

[ A knock? Well, better answer it! ]

Yea- ah...?

[...Iceland wasn't expecting this.

So here he stands, awkwardly in the doorway. ]

[bauhinia]

[ Oh wait, Hong Kong wasn't...

expecting

Iceland

to answer

either.... ]

Oh. Uh.

Hi.

[volcanic]

Hi...

[bauhinia]

[ ..................... ]

Uh. How're you doing?

[volcanic]

Fine. [ He can't help but fiddle with the hem of his shirt. ]

[bauhinia]

[ He seems to... relax...? A little? ] Oh, hey. That's good. Yeah.

[volcanic]

Yeah... [ A tiny awkward pause. ] Uh, why're you here?

[bauhinia]

[ Another tiny pause, not so much awkward as "Hong Kong is looking for the right words or else he is just not all that with it." ] Oh, right. Sorry. I just wanted to say, um.

Thanks.

[volcanic]

Ha?

[bauhinia]

[ Wait, thanks for what... he just said that without thinking!! ]

For, uh.

The letter. Right. Thanks for the letter. You didn't have to do that.

[volcanic]

[ Another pause, although this one is contemplative. ]

Yes I did.

[bauhinia]

[ Well.

He has a point. ]

I mean, I'm sorry I made you feel that way, I guess. I'm sorry I put you in that position. I'll try not to do that again.

[volcanic]

Uh... okay?

Is that all?

[bauhinia]

[ Of course not.... ]

Pretty much. Except I brought your family some food too. That's all though. And you don't have to take it or anything either. I just brought it along.

[ Ugh. This is too hard.... ]

[volcanic]

[ IT REALLY IS. ]

What for?

[bauhinia]

[ He's trying so so so hard...! ]

I cooked a lot last night. [ He cooks when he's Thinking. ]

[volcanic]

Couldn't you save it for your family?

[bauhinia]

I already gave them a lot. [ A lot. ] And some of our neighbors too.

[volcanic]

Oh. [ Shifting his weight. ]

[bauhinia]

[ ... here goes... ]

I cook when I'm nervous.

[ nothing.... ]

Sometimes. That's all.

[volcanic]

I see. [ But now Iceland's getting nervous! ]

[bauhinia]

Anyway, I just wanted to stop by really quick. I'll go now. [ He holds out the container of food. Don't get nervous! It's okay.

It's okay.

No need to be nervous. ]

[volcanic]

Okay. [ He hesitates. Looks at the container.

Hm. ]

...I don't need it.