WARNING: this is fucking cancer holy fu -- Ian starts to tire of his shitty mail. Only until he receives the most sincere letter and a box of tea brewed specifically for him. Touched, he impulsively reopens his P.O. box in order to try and get more from his fan (and perhaps he appreciates the thought more than the gift). Ian is tired of Bad Unboxing. He has confusing feelings for a fan he hasn't even seen before. And yet, he finds comfort in her. Maybe she can help sort things out.