#spr postman

Aaron O’ Nare: “Oh I love surprises, let me see!”

Postman: “Oh woah- hey!”

Aaron: “‘And there, sat ever so cutely on top of an envelope like a puppy in a tea cup, was’ -my friend- ‘Postman, being held by a much larger Postman. This tiny one that caught the bigger Postman’s gaze was somewhere around the size of a stamp.’ What a neat little surprise! Oh I do wonder how this little guys story will unfold…”

Postman: “Me too. Since you’re so good at stating the obvious though, do you mind telling me what he’s doing in my mailbag?”

Aaron: “That, I cannot answer. I do find it unfair however that the creator gave you a mini version of yourself but not me. Don’t I look so marketable with my shiny green tie and hat?”

Postman: “… I seriously don’t see what’s so cool about my wall that you have to stop and wink at it whenever you make a witty joke, but if it keeps you in the post office longer, then flirt with it all you’d like.”

Aaron: “It’s quite an enjoyable activity actually! I wouldn’t suggest you do the same though, the little you leaped away out the window while you took your eyes off him.”

Postman: “Sure ma- Sorry what was that last part? … Are you kidding the little guy was right here!”

Aaron: “Better go look for hiiiiim. Who knows, he might be eaten by boxhawks!”

Postman: “What?!”

Aaron: “It’s time to live up to your card description! I’ll see you there.

‘And Aaron disappears before Postman could say another word’.”