It shouldn’t be whatever though. I promised you once that I wouldn’t leave you and I did. I was selfish and didn’t even consider my best friend’s friends feelings. I love you, Tim, and you can say it’s fine, but I’m still really sorry.
But, you didn’t leave. Not really. Sure, you left Hogwarts - but we were always writing, even if I sometimes slacked on those. It sucked back then, but you were always there and I knew that. I didn’t mean don’t ever leave my side when I asked you to never leave. I meant don’t ever stop making an effort, don’t let us drift apart, more like that.
I’m not making any sense, am I? Just ignore me. You know I’m not good at stuff like this. Just … I love you and we’re still best friends and that’s all that matters, okay?
Seeing you and everyone else I could manage to tolerate is probably about the only thing I miss about this place. And I just now realized that I never apologized to you for the way I left. We were… something, or at least in the middle of becoming something, and I up and left you and that was just a shitty thing to do and I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry.
I never blamed you or anything, you know that, right? Yeah, I was a little down about the whole thing, but I got over it. It’s whatever.
A job? Timothy Miller has a job? I never thought I’d see the day. I don’t really blame you for wanting to do that; I know your home life is kind of awkward because of… well, you don’t need me to remind you. Hopefully you’ll be going someplace close to London, since I’ll be staying here now that my training’s starting. You’re no dead beat, just a lazy-ass.
Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. We all knew this day would come eventually. Couldn’t really put if off any longer. You know I’m all about family but I’m starting to realize that maybe not being around them as much as I can is the best thing for me. Also it would just be really cool to have my own place. (I almost said hella there but I stopped myself.) Like, a place where I could actually bring a girl home or whatever would be dope. London’s definitely the goal if you’re gonna be around. I miss seeing you like everyday.
Or maybe you were just intimidated by the fact that I was out traveling the world and doing all these crazy things that everything you did paled in comparison. But for real, give me the deets! I haven’t seen you in forever and I missed you and I want to know what’s happening with you.
Here it goes. For starters, I’ve been working. Which was more to just get out of the house more but I like the constant cash flow because it makes me feel like an actual adult - And I might be thinking about moving out soon and maybe going to a muggle college. Trying to to be a dead beat - I know it’s the Miller way, but I’m not about that life.
Okay, it’s a deal. I’ll get you some more food, but before you start stuffing your face, why don’t you give me an update on your life since you barely talk about it in your letters.
Well, that’s not fair - I felt like all the stuff I did include was way funnier and more interesting than my boring life. I mean, c’mon, there was some great stuff in those letters.
I’m not going to take anything you say seriously if you keep using the term ‘hella’. And if you find it so delicious, then please, help yourself to my plate.
I’ll stop using it if you gimme your chicken and some more. I haven’t eaten all day and it’s only gonna get more annoying here on out if I don’t get some more food in me.
Did McGonagall hire some new house elves this year? Because this chicken is dry as fuck.
Take that back right now, this chicken is hella delicious and you’re out of your mind.
I actually already knew your name, but I’ll play along for a little, sexy. Turns out we’ve actually had the same Herbology class since like the dawn of time.
What? I thought you were new or something. Your face doesn’t ring a single bell. I have never seen you before, like ever. You sure you go here? Sure you haven’t been hiding in your room or something? No one’s ever spoke of an Estella, or Telly, either. Weird.
Uh huh. Actually, I’m Estella, but most people call me Telly. I’m also incredibly fabulous, or so I’ve been told.
I’ll play along - I’m Timothy, but most people call me Tim, or go right to sexy, which also happens to describe me pretty perfectly.