Dear Raelyn,
I can't believe it. Meeting you today, and hanging out with you. You're so beautiful. I love your auburn colored hair and your sweet brown eyes. You didn't even have to say anything. You were the last one left and I knew it was you. Our hug lasted for what seemed like seconds but really it was minutes. Time just flies by with you, and I really don't mind it. I'm glad the cube allowed you to come have dinner with us, and a few of your internet friends that like the cube too were able to tag along. But through all the commotion, I could just feel your warm hand in mine under the table. Thank you, Raelyn. You're no longer a fan. You're not a friend. You're a best friend but more. And I think it's time we stop talking over this fan email and you emailing my personal email. It's time to let you in. Also, I'm writing this a few minutes before we record a video, even though I won't send this until after. I can't wait to hear your honey-gentle voice and spend time with you over the virtual world of Minecraft.
Love,
Liam
