Letha

[Ainsley Rickett]

Bitch,

Where the hell have you been lately? I'm so bored without your ridiculousness plaguing me like it does all term that it's a bit disturbing. I'm judging myself for even missing you, but I'm clearly too good of a friend to abandon you just yet.

Much love,
Ainsley xx

[Letha Ramsden]

Skank,

Where have I been? Where have you been? Like I'm going to make the effort to come to you, get a life. I have so many big important things to be doing, I can't possibly make time just to come see you. I suppose I miss you too, though. Only a little bit. Only because I'm bored probably. So if you can take the time out of your life (who am I kidding, of course you can), let's get coffee this Saturday? And go shopping.

Kisses,
Letha xxxx

[Ainsley Rickett]

Don’t make me slap you,

I’ve been lounging around at home for the most part. You know, the usual. Been raiding my father’s wine cupboards, which he really needs to learn to lock up with a proper charm or something since he knows I won’t illegally do magic underage to open them. Speaking of which, have I told you that I’ve learned to pick simple locks the Muggle way now? It’s so laughably simple.

I can tell that you miss me a lot, don’t even try to hide it. I actually have plans with Addie already for this Saturday, but how about Sunday? I’m free then for coffee and an afternoon of you making fun of my clothing choices, even though your insults are completely unwarranted. You just don’t get my style.

Ainsley xx

[Letha Ramsden]

You wouldn't dare,

I can't believe I'm admitting to it but I'm so jealous. My father has been keeping his study locked since the Easter holidays, and he's moved all the alcohol in there. I might have to demean myself and come round to yours to drink with you. Or better yet, you should come round here and get my dad's study open. Plan? He won't dare tell me off if we get pissed either, he's still terrified I'll rat him out to Mum over the affair.

I suppose I can make Sunday - such a drag, ugh. Fancy a night out afterwards? I met this girl last week who got me a couple of fake IDs, and I'm going to be so generous and offer you one. Look at me, so charitable. You can crash at mine if you want after, Mum's away with the boys so we can be noisy.

Letha xx

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i'm horrifically sorry this is so late! are you interested in threading them at all?? i'm happy just sticking with owls if you're too busy!!

[Ainsley Rickett]

You'd be surprised,

Ha, got you. Your begrudging admiration of me is much appreciated, though you should just be more open about it from now on. I'd rather not cross your father, but mine is always fair game.

See you Sunday, then! I want to say yes, but that would involve me being a lot more sober than you, and holding your hair back for you when you get sick is so exhausting. And look at you, just giving away fake IDs without asking for anything in return. You're a real saint.

Ainsley xx

(OOC - either is cool with me, although if we thread them my replies will likely be super slow, i'm sorry!)

[Letha Ramsden]

I highly doubt you can surprise me,

Yes, yes, I fall at your feet, etc, etc. Or I would if they didn't smell quite so bad. Fair enough - seriously, though, get a grip. My dad is so not worth being scared of.

Ugh, fine, I'll find someone else to go with. And I can hold my own hair back - what do you think I am, some kind of spoilt pureblood who can't do anything for themselves? Please. I am, though. An absolute saint. I should change my name to Saint Letha. Next thing we know they'll be building churches named after me throughout England. Exactly as I deserve.

Letha xx
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it's fine, i don't want to overload you if you're busy!! we can just keep owling and thread them at a later date, haha.

[Ainsley Rickett]

You’ll regret these words,

Wow, so original with the insults about my feet - it’s not like I’ve heard the same thing from you at least twice a week for the past five years or anything. I’m in awe. I’m not scared of him, I just don’t particularly care to get on his bad side when he has you for that.

Nah, but you’ve got the whole spoilt Pureblood vibe going for you pretty damn nicely. Anyone could mistake you for one. Saint Letha. Excuse me while I laugh until I cry.

Ainsley

(OOC - ahhh okay sounds good!)

[Letha Ramsden]

I doubt it,

Clearly it's a long-running problem for you. I'm embarrassed for you, frankly, if it were me I would have dealt with the problem a long time ago. Clearly you don't care for the senses of smell of any of us unlucky enough to be living with you. You do make a fair point. I irritated him again yesterday, I put Henry in his office when he was on the phone and told him "Daddy's hiding sweeties in his pockets". You should have heard the shouts.

Oh, thank you, I do try. I will excuse you. Because I am a saint. I excuse you forever. Saints can do that.

Letha xx