The Post Office

Good Profesor,

You did not have a pumpkin or I assure you, I would have stolen that happily. And it's not really stealing so much as it is borrowing in exchange for Hersheys, which, I can assure you, are indeed a delicious kind of chocolate bar.

Your precious Lilly will not be harmed if those Hershey's show up in....let's say...this PO Box.

Sound good? :))

This is very odd. Are there not easier ways to obtain this Hershey's chocolate? You are obviously aware of the internet. Many of these Hershey's can be found there. They can also be purchased at a store. However, the effort taken to involve another in your quest for these bars is pleasing. And we do enjoy holidays. Perhaps you would meet us in person when you return the lily?

The note is included on a package containing 12 extra-large Cookies & Creme Hershey's Bars.

Dear Professor,

Mischief Managed. :)

Your precious Lily is returned save and sound to your desk.

Revealing who I am would just ruin the surprise, wouldn't it?
That being said, you might get an unexpected gift around the winter holidays in appreciation for your good humor and participation in this event.

Please enjoy this candycorn as my thanks.

Happy Halloween!!!

What do you mean send it back :(((((
If I do that we'll be back to 100% the original deal
Come on, Professor~ What'll it be?

yeah but I mean I'm no creep if you're not 16 i need to like.. do errands til you're 18 at least i'll call you when i'm done

so like

i need to mow my lawn

it's a big lawn

gonna take me like 2 years

Y U gotta B so coy, Professor?
So do you want me to send back this kiss and you send all five bags of Kisses~?

It's a package, inside is a cute pilot hat/goggles and a letter: "Something to help keep your ears warm and your eyes clear when flying up high in the winter air. Hope you like it" ~Love Alex~

To my beloved,

What a strange and winding road we've stumbled upon. No? Neither of us expected to be here together. When we first met, I thought that would be the end of it. My connections would scare you away, or maybe you'd have attempted to swindle me – take advantage of me like so many others have.

Why didn't you? You certainly could have. Maybe I'd have loved you no less for it.

Instead, you were there for me when I felt I had no one. Without you, I'd have truly died that night. A part of me would have been torn away and buried. My affections run deep, too much so. You are my ultimate weakness.

You came here for me. Behaved and played my little games. It means so much to me that you'd be willing to do all that for me, even if it were fun for you. I can't say anyone else has ever bothered to do something so extravagant. Most would barely care to ask if I were okay after a traumatic event.

But you do. You notice everything. You always have. When I remember back to any major event in my life after I met you – you were there. You were there even before I needed someone.

I've too much to say and not enough space. There are no words that can describe how I feel about you. Only actions. And I fully intend to show you how appreciative I am once we're alone.

Forever Yours,
G.