𝟻 ;; 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

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"not yet, maybe you should just tell me eddie. i know that you know. its very obvious." i hummed as i poked his chest playfully with a huff.

"[y/n], i told you i don't know who it is." eddie whined with a frown, "why don't you believe me, huh?"

"everytime you deliver the letter, you have a cheeky little grin on your face. you're so easy to read."

"you're so mean, [y/n]." eddie huffed, his tone playful and light hearted, "anyway, i have alot of mail to deliver today so i better be off!"

"see you tomorrow eddie!" i called to the mailman who was already at the end of my garden and on his way to frank's house.

i made my way back inside, holding the blue letter in my hands as i sat myself down on my sofa. there must be some clue as to who wrote these letters. sure, there was the sticker which was used as a seal. but i knew that was from eddie, and eddie was obviously helping the admirer so that didn't help me much. and then there was who would have blue envelopes? again. it was probably eddie. i could assume the admirer gave eddie the plain letter and eddie put in an envelope and sealed it with what he had on hand.

i seemed to stare at that blue envelope for adleast ten minutes before carefully ripping it open. inside was a pristine letter as usual, written in blue ink.

✎ᝰ ; [y/n], what a pretty name.

even writing it fills my heart with
warmth and comfort.
like a blanket on a cold day,
wrapping you up in warmth
and that cosy feeling.
thats how i feel whenever i see you.
oh how i would love to be able to
speak this perfect name and
know that warm feeling is only mine.

all the letters had been like this, small little paragraphs full of sweet metaphors and poetic words. however there was one thing that was different about this letter, and it wasn't within the words.

on the corner of the page, there was a mark. more like a stain. a spillage? red paint. a small spot of red paint.

i only knew one person who was a painter.

but that was a silly thought, right? there's no way it was wally. wally darling wouldn't go through all this trouble for me, would he? well it was bold to even think he would like me in that way.

but wally did seem like the type to do something like this, it seemed very up his alley.

standing up, i slipped the letter into my pocket, i wasn't just going to sit and think about the possibility until the next letter arrived. which could be at any time really.

i'd had my own crush on wally for, well as long as i could remember. so i knew that sitting and pondering over the idea that the blue haired male may like me back would ultimately kill me.

i left my house, making my way to home. i really hoped wally would be at his house, since its not like i could interrogate home on whether wally was my secret admirer. since i would only get undecipherable creaks and bangs in response. i doubt the animated house would help me anyway, they would probably enjoyed the little situation i was in.

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