When she received an owl from someone from an owl she didn't recognize, Liliana's anticipation was peaked. She'd been distracting taking her flat apart in an attempt to find her bloody wand since she'd returned from work that day.
It's from Anthony. Her heart started pounding. He'd owled here, that was promising, right? She swallowed hard, sitting down to read it. Was it normal to be this worried?
Dear Anthony,
Thank you so very much for my wand, I had been worried sick over it. Thank you so much for the protection charm to keep it safe as well. I hope you still have your own wand? I've checked all over my flat for any sign of a wand and haven't found anything.
I completely understand that it's been a little difficult to clear your head, I've had the same problem. I would love to talk through things as well. I agree that a public location is probably not the best idea although I can promise you that I'm not prone to embarrassing displays of emotion, especially in public. It's rather cold to meet in an outside location. Would you be horribly averse to meeting at your flat?
Sincerely,
Lil
Liliana was rather relieved, after replying. They would talk. That was promising, wasn't it? But Liliana didn't even know what she wanted...