18607 Robleda Ct
San Diego, CA
I accepted your challenge and I found a picture of you. I don't know when or how it ended up in my picture album, but it was there. So I took it out and I'm returning it to you. I'm pretty sure I win. You're even doing your Witch Laugh!
Ahh, I had almost forgotten about that moment. Thank you, I guess. Telling you I was an assassin was probably the most terrifying thing I have ever done, and the most terrifying thing I will ever do. Your calm response really helped, so once again, thank you. But hearing that you were scared of me...that makes me want to vomit, Amanda. I am so truly sorry that you felt so afraid. Feel free to scare the life out of me any time.
And ugh, please don't remind me of that day. I didn't mean to say that your voice made me happy! It's not like I cower in fear whenever I hear you speak, but I like it the normal amount. Just as much as I'm supposed to. Well-- ugh, never mind. This is a train wreck, isn't it? You truly are impossible, and you do have a love for embarrassing me in any way possible. Usually involving the things called emotions I'd been told I didn't have until you began using your witch powers against me. It's almost like you have the power to give people emotions, and you usually do it to fluster me, unfortunately.
Of course you would ask about the female assassins. First of all, they want absolutely nothing to do with me. They're always training with their guns or polishing their daggers, and believe me, you do not want to mess with a trained assassin woman with a weapon. Every time I try to strike up a conversation to ease the painful silence, they just shoot me down with more sarcasm, snark, and downright rudeness than even I could muster. And you knowing me, that's a lot. But to truly answer your question--No, Amanda. None of the lady assassins in my group have particularly caught my eye. I'm not all too worried about romance either. I have a job to do, and you know that.
And in case this letter gets to you on time: Happy 18th Birthday Amanda.