The first of my submissions for Crispino Day!
HBD Sara and Mickey! Here’s some Emil~
Emil stared at the two envelopes on his kitchen table, both addressed to him. He rarely got snail mail these days, save for the occasional sweet post card from some of his extreme sports enthusiast buddies from one of their recent trips. Mostly, he just kept an eye on social media.
So, to receive not one but two letters - and on the same day, no less! - was quite out of the ordinary. He almost hadn’t believed his mother when she informed him the moment he walked in the door after a long morning of intense practice. He figured it was the exhaustion kicking in and he’d misheard her.
But there they were. Two purple envelopes, one a shade darker than the other.
Emil picked up the lighter one first. The one that had his name written in bubbly, looping script.
Inside, there was a small card, which read:
You’re Invited!
What: Sara’s 23rd Birthday Party
When: 13 September
And below that was an address for the party’s location as well as a phone number and an e-mail to RSVP.
Emil was confused. Not because he’d never been invited to celebrate the Crispinos’ birthday before, but because they normally had a party together. For this invitation to only have Sara’s name on it…well…it was odd, to say the least.
Then Emil remembered the second envelope and quickly picked it up, tearing it open. It, too, had a small piece of card stock inside. And on it, written in small, neat lettering, it said:
You are invited to Michele’s 23rd Birthday Party.
When: 13 September
Where: (see Sara’s invitation)
RSVP: (same as Sara’s)
Emil blinked in confusion. If they were having a party together, why had they sent separate invitations? And what if Emil had opened Michele’s envelope first?
Just then, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw that he had a new message. It was from Mila.
They want to be independent.
And then a moment later, another two came through.
It was Sara’s idea.
I asked.
Emil snorted as he imagined Sara telling Michele that she wanted their party to be different this year. That she didn’t want to have to share everything. Then another message interrupted his angry imaginary Mickey in the middle of his rant. It was Mila again.
And Emil smiled as he typed his reply.
I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Oh, this year’s party is going to epic. I can tell.
It’s not too late to write/draw/etc a little something for Crispino Day!!
Don’t forget to tag #crispinoday2017 and @emimikeweek and/or @milasaraweek!!
