Aug 20, 2015
zevi-wilson:
{left at the council’s information desk with attached unsigned note}
I saw you crossing the street. Your pen fell out of your pocket and got run over. You didn’t notice and I was too shy to tell you. I’m sorry. I hope this one is as good as your fancy one.
Their assistant flagged them down before they swept into the office. The box and note in question had them raising a brow but clarity came when they read the latter. “Who delivered this?” Useless assistant. The woman only shrugged her shoulders. Regardless, Silas nodded and moved into their office -- pen in hand.
