Hi, as it says I’m Jessi. Honestly right now I’d just love to make some more friends and I think writing letters is a beautiful art form that isn’t used enough anymore. I’m currently a freshman in college and studying film. I’m way too invested in movies and netflix, to the point where a couple cups of tea and netflix sometime take over my whole night sometimes. My music taste jumps around a lot, but I’m pretty good with listening to anything, podcasts included. I like to think I’m pretty open minded and I enjoy communicating with people who have different views of the world in order to broaden my horizon.
Preferences: I’d like to talk to someone around my age since we might relate more, but I don’t mind as long as we have something to talk about. I guess 16-25 is a pretty good age range.
LADY ASHFORD: Then let me be clear that I have
understood. Your charge - your
LADY MANSFIELD: (fiercely protective)
That is enough!
DIDO sits staring at the floor. OLIVER cuts in, aggrieved. OLIVER: (to Lady Mansfield)
Is it not true enough, your
ladyship? LADY ASHFORD: whose unfortunate circumstances
of birth, we chose to forgive -
has decided she no longer wishes
the match with my son - a
gentleman and an officer.
OLIVER stares across at DIDO. He speaks quietly. OLIVER: Why, Miss Lindsay?
DIDO is silent.
LADY ASHFORD: (poignant and pained)
Do you feel I have any lesser need to
ensure my child’s wellbeing and
future than you?…(beat)…Does she
still have a tongue?
― Excerpt taken from script