Literature
Something Slight -RokuNami-
Dear Roxas,
Naminé began to write on the piece of notebook paper. When she looked at it for a few seconds, she flipped over the pencil and rubbed the eraser across the top of the paper. 'Dear Roxas' seemed too formal. That wasn't what she wanted in this message. Naminé thought a little harder. 'Greetings,' 'salutations,' and 'good day,' didn't seem right either. Tapping the tip of the eraser on her desk, she pondered how to start off the letter. It couldn't be that hard, right? "Just write what is on your mind," Naminé gently told herself.
Good Morning, Roxas,
Sure, right now, at this time the words flowed onto the paper,