[ A letter carried by an creaky old owl that will pause to give Sirius a loving nip. Sometime during his house arrest. ]
Dear Padfoot, I hope the walls aren't caving in yet, mate. Should you need a swift escape, you only need to holler. You know that, right? With best, Moony
I like your pb C:
Dear Padfoot,
I hope the walls aren't caving in yet, mate.
Should you need a swift escape, you only need to holler. You know that, right?
With best,
Moony