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Dear Diana,
Do you like rain? I’ve been meaning to ask. I was reminded today, when I saw it had stormed overnight. Did you wake up to the storm? I didn’t. If you did, did you stay up to listen to it? I wish I had been awake to hear it—I quite like rain. I remember trying to stay awake all night as a kid, because I’d seen the weather forecast for that day. I wanted to become a storm chaser, and I guess in a way I did. Just not how I expected.
On more personal notes, I hitched a ride with this group of traveling scavengers. They almost shot me, but then they saw the state I was in and offering me a ride. We’ve been driving together for a few days, and they’re really cool. The main driver is a guy named Vein- he says he picked it himself when he was in the Sunset faction. I almost jumped out of the car when he mentioned it, but he’s actually really nice. His teeth are like mine- duh. Jericho insisted on doing the ice test, says it’s her responsibility to make sure Vein’s taking care of his teeth, and that she’s got no problem doing the same for me. Sorry- Jericho is their medic. She used to live in the Sword’s faction, taking care of the exotic animals left over from the past society. Do you like exotic animals? I think they’re pretty interesting. Smart, too.
But I’m getting off track. She makes us do the ice test every morning, and it’s a good wake up call. Then there’s Kretin, they’re an herbalist. They kind of.. collect bones? Kind of strange, but I don’t judge. To each their own, you know? The other one is a hunter, born and bred from the Dynasty. Her name is Moonstone (cool, right?), and she is scarily good at climbing. We stopped this morning and she scaled an old cell tower in like, five seconds? I looked away just for a moment and she was at the top. The four of them are honestly some of the coolest people I’ve met in my life, and I think they would like you.
Back to talking about you.
What have you been doing these past few days? Are you a loner, or in a faction? You strike me as a loner, but that’s just my own guess. It’s been really warm recently. I keep opening the cooler here in the trunk, taking ice cubes out and eating them. Jericho says to save them, and she’s totally right, but like. It’s hot. How have you been dealing with that? Do you like it this warm, or would you prefer it be colder?
We’re heading out on the road again in a few minutes, I have to pack the last of the supplies.
Talk soon.
-S