I am doing well! Getting ready for a new semester. How are you?
I'm glad it's improving. The house computer has been given the name Rosie and answers to it, and I'm seeing someone.
YEAH, I AM, YOU NIFFLER.
"The Niffler is a British beast. Fluffy, black and long-snouted, this burrowing creature has a predilection for anything glittery."
HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S A GUY?
NIFFLER. But everything's good, really good.
Are you sure that wasn't your reaction? What did you think my type was? I don't even think I have a type.
OH MY GOD. MY TYPE IS NOT YOUNG'ENS. THIS IS AN ANOMALY.
YEAH. I KINDA FORGOT ABOUT HER. 😬
WHAT. I never should have let it go as far as it did.
Hindsight is always 20/20. Sometimes you take a leap and it doesn't happen like you expect it to.
I hope so too.
He's sharp and funny and warm. He's the one who asked me out.
He's good people, and I think I got lucky.