Viktor,
Tell me, your break should be coming up soon right? I'm almost done with this assignment, so I should be able to come and see you! Would that be okay? I miss home! I've been staying in Dad's apartment here, it's a bit weird being on my own after so long, but, you know me, I can keep myself occupied! Hearing all of this about how the school is, honestly, I can not fathom the amount of disgraceful conduct allowed to carry on in those rules, why, if my father was there, YOUR father, goodness, I just can't believe this sort of thing is allowed! Of course, my father did not hate people based solely on status, but on their stupidity and uselessness. I simply can't accept stupid people and nor should you have to, honestly it's like they think their entitled, well, entitlement is so... common and I just can not abide it. I hope you don't mistrust me now! I'm so sorry I never realised that, oh Viktor, please tell me I'm not to blame for that paranoia, I'll never forgive myself!
I can see the appeal in a relationship, not that I've much experience with them, I suppose you could say I'm, waiting for the right bird. Obliviousness is in abundance though, as they say. I have a question, will I ever see your bedroom? Hear me out here, okay, they say that bedrooms are the effective resemblance of a person and that it says a lot about them, I want to know if it's true. I move around a lot at the moment, so I can't say my bedroom really says a lot about me and my mother always tried to downplay my aesthetic with fluffy pink things, but that was always more Oliver than me, so I'm not sure it really had any affect. Regarding children, it can't be that bad, my father had many and he always loved us, I've step siblings, half siblings and full siblings, I think we may be beginning to resemble your family now I think on it. Still, I've no idea how many children I would want, and I'm sure I would love them, so long as they weren't useless. You know how I abhor uselessness.
P.S. I always want you by my side, legilimens or not.
Addio,
Wynter xx