Ok well first of all I really want those boots I saw at that one store yesterday. I can’t remember the name but I’m sure you’ll figure it out you’re so smart like that Prussia-
One of those fancy bags made out of leather? The ones that are really glossy and smooth!!
And of course dresses always make amazing gifts!! Realistically I could just make any kind of dress I wanted but receiving a really nice expensive professionally made one would be a nice change!!
AND PUPPIES. I think my pets ran away? So new puppies would be great to help compensate the newfound crushing loneliness I’ve developed.
And lastly I’d really appreciate if you could get them all jewel-encrusted? Just all over everywhere even the wrapping paper- But of course not on the puppies because that’s morally ambiguous and probably wrong but anyway-
Why would I find him irritating? He’s never done anything wrong.
That is correct. He has never. Done anything to inherit my ill will. I fucked up. I was the one who ruined any possibility of us getting along, of anything familial between us by being an impossibly self-absorbed, power-mongering asshole.
I treated him like a tool and made him feel like he was not worthy of being called my brother. By the time I realised that really, all you have in the end is family; it was too late. I have tried to fix things, many times. But perhaps it really is never meant to be fixed.
Now cease asking about my brother. I grow tired of having to explain things I would rather not think about.