InsaneJournal

An envelope labeled "C.H." is left on Cecil's desk for when he returns from the camping trip on Saturday. The letter inside is written in a familiar hand and reads,


Cecil,

I'm sorry for being such an asshole a jerk to you after Jesse and I let sledding go too far. (Which is to say, after we let it happen at all.) You did everything you were supposed to and you did a commendable job of it. We went behind your back.

I shouldn't have treated you like I did; I promise I wasn't mad at you. In an unexpected twist that is totally not a cliché, I was mad at myself and I took it out on you. You didn't deserve any of it.

You really did handle it well and nothing that happened is a reflection of your ability to serve as Head Boy — if anything, being the Head Boy while being in Azurcrest should mean that everything you do is celebrated twice as much as it would be if you were in another house. We're a fun bunch of kneazles to herd, aren't we?

Sorry I let you down, but thanks for still caring about us anyway.

♥
– Q.

P.S. We're starving


As the message was written on regular paper, all words are legible despite anything having been crossed out.