Dear Vance,
I don't know how to start but I like you. Your first impression made me think you were scary since you had a few muscles and you looked intimidating. Plus you got mad for everything.
I like the nice things you called me, how competitive you'd get while playing with the pinball machine.
I miss how you would take me on walks, or take me to the park when you'd come to hang out with me. I was devasted when I heard you moved to New York. I hope you come back soon, I really miss you.
Lots of love,
Y/N Williams
(I didn't know what to write for this one)