Dear Selize,
It was good to see you again last weekend. I'm happy you took the time. As well you know you said you enjoyed these, so I'll continue to write them when the occasions arise. A few days ago Toby gifted me a nice bottle of tawny that I decided to try out and may or may not be enjoying a little too much. Now is as good time to compose a letter as any.
Speaking of him, we did end up visiting the pool cafe! It was great fun and much nicer than the Lakeway one. I really liked the entire atmosphere. The entire faux hall of fame was very entertaining as well. Toby did nearly hit someone with his cue and then attempted to hide the maneuver by shooting in the 8-ball, but don't tell him I told you that.
I know you've never liked wine, but this is a good bottle.
Please tell me soon how your job review went. I know we don't talk much anymore, and that was my fault from when we were younger. Don't carry blame for that. Don't ever think I'm not still interested in what you're up to.
Our nerd Stephen Mitchell actually landed some fancy computer job in Brighton. He explained it to me but I lost the details. He'll still live here (I don't think he's ever leaving this place) but he'll be around less. I also doubt he'll ever be less insufferable about all his coding and math stuff. Arthur was bad, but at least he was nicer about it.
My roommate's coming back, so I'm moving back to my bedroom. I'll see you around,
Marco