To dearest Creepavati a.k.a Anjhalli
F**k off will you? Lady, so far I had been (unwillingly) sympathizing with you, I couldn't afford to piss you off now, could I? Since I was harboring this hope that you might get pleased and offer me rebate on some diamond jewellery I was looking forward to buy from the world famous Hoskeris.
But your recent antics have put me off. Big Time.
You hopeless brat, do you realize the flat that you had almost ruthlessly torched was of bitwa's khoon-paseene ki kamaayi. Of course, how would you know, you had everything at your command just by the virtue of your birth (no don't give me the excuse of the time you had been ousted from your family, you sure haven't learnt your lesson 😡) while poor Arnow bitwa had to dwell in slums, break unbreakable locks, climb dangerously slippery pipes, wear hideous hoods while on job, have one tiny torch between his teeth as the only source of light and sometimes not even that and he had to deal with obnoxious people for God's sake. (And you have only added to the list).
Now, if you want to save your ass from my wrath, I give you one last chance, redeem yourself woman and bloody stay away from Bitiya and Bitwa. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
Yours truly not
A former Khujali shipper.
PS:
Dear Koosie
I am extremely sorry. I hadn't realized the extent of your grief and disgust before. But you can't really blame me, can you? I was so busy being jealous of you.
Why jealous? C'mon woman, you have the three S anyone would kill for. You are Strong, Successful and Sexy. Now tell me, how could a totally straight girl who didn't know you well, be able to like you? And on top of that, you had a gorgeous bodyguard too. Don't you think it's just too much to have?
But you know I had always secretly liked you (no don't fret please, all in a very platonic way) and your current predicament, oh bitiya I feel for you. In fact as you retched in that bathroom, I too was almost on the verge of retching here. And that's why, bitiya, to help you deal with these hardships (and being unable to see you in much pain) I send you along with this epistle
Yours truly
A totally un-stalkery admirer.
PS: Take care of that bodyguard-cum-lover of yours, I am highly suspicious, he might just elope with that awesome detective friend of his.
Edited by cineraria - 11 years ago