Abdul: *on the doorstep, glancing over my shoulder at my car, wondering if changing my mind and leaving now is an option* *decides it's not and rings the doorbell reluctantly, studying the letter one last time and still drawing a blank*
Quatre: *walks to the door, brushing aside the curtain of the nearby window to peer outside* *flips on the outside light and opens the door* *in surprise* Abdul? Is something wrong?
Trowa: *peers into the foyer, Shih sitting in my arms*
Abdul: *shakes my head* Oh no, Master Quatre, there's nothing wrong! *eyes slide past you before snapping back quickly* I'm not interrupting your evening, am I? I could come back.
Quatre: *steps back from the door, motioning for Abdul to enter* You're not interrupting, Abdul, come in.
Trowa: Would you like something to drink, Abdul? *bends to let the cat down onto the floor, smiling as she wanders over to rub against Abdul's ankle*
Abdul: *edges in the door, stopping briefly to bend down and deliver a little pat to the top of the cat's head* Ah, thank you Master Quatre, Master Trowa... *pushes my glasses back up as I straighten* I won't be long. I just... *wonders where to begin and ends up blurting something out* I have a love letter for you, Master Quatre!
Quatre: *eyes widen* You...do. *shoots a look at Trowa*
Trowa: *raises eyebrow* *sideways glance at Quatre* Uh...hm...Abdul you do know that...um... *gestures between Quatre and myself*
Abdul: *stares blankly for a moment before the tips of my ears turn red* I beg your pardons sirs, the letter isn't from me. *looks hastily between the two of you* Not that I do not love Master Quatre, please don't get me wrong. If anyone is deserving of a letter addressing my devotion and love it is he, but my love doesn't stray into the romanti-
Quatre: *laughs in relief* Thank god. That was getting a bit too surreal for a moment there. *grins at Trowa and turns to shut the door* Now, what about this letter has you in such a state?
Trowa: *chuckles, covering my mouth with one hand and shaking my head*
Abdul: *brows drawing together* There were many letters this week, as I'm sure you know, but this one was crafted with so much care that I could not bear to leave it with the others that could not be verified. I tried my best, Master Quatre, but could not decipher the riddle, so shrouded in feminine mystique! *hands it to you* It came with flowers, the large, lovely bouquet I had sent on to your office. *peers over the rim of my glasses at you*
Quatre: *takes the letter, unfolding it to read as I slowly walk over to Trowa to share it with him* *lips curl into a knowing smile*
Trowa: *other eyebrow shoots up* Well. She's certainly fond of you. Should I be jealous? *small smile*
Abdul: I wasn't overstepping my boundaries delivering this to you, was I, Master Quatre? *clears my throat and subtly adjusts my tie*
Quatre: *looks at Trowa in amusement* I don't think you have anything to worry about, love. She's a sweet girl, certainly, but she's not you. Abdul, you did nothing wrong, thank you for bringing this over. *catches Abdul's nervous gesture and raises an eyebrow* Hot date tonight?
Trowa: *smirks at Abdul* Anyone we know?
Abdul: *splits a grin and rubs the back of my neck* It's a blind date, actually. Bad day for it, I think, but maybe things will go well.
Quatre: *claps Abdul on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging smile* You'll be fine. You've already charmed the majority of the females at WEI, one more shouldn't be too troublesome to manage.
Trowa: *nods* That's right, Abdul - she'll never know what hit her.
Abdul: Well, with your permission, I'll be on my way then. *gives one last scritch to the cat leaning happily against my leg*
Quatre: *nods* Of course. Enjoy your night, Abdul, and thank you again.
Trowa: *smiles* Good night, Abdul, and good luck. *winks*
Abdul: You too, Master Quatre, Master Trowa. Have a good night that is. Sorry to have interrupted. *backs out the door, giving a little wave and nearly tripping over the threshold* *regains my composure and slings my keys into my hand, whistling happily on my way back to my car*
Along with a very sweet and personal note, the message in question had certain instructions for me, which I will follow per the writer's request. I will say, however, that I am fairly certain I know who this is from. I'm grateful that your regard for me is such that you'd send such a thing, and I think you make a fine up-and-coming Angel, if the reigning Conspirators haven't inducted you as a full-fledged member already. *winks*
The writer gave me a riddle having to do with various flowers and their meanings, and instructed that I post the flowers, along with their meanings, here. There is more than one interpretation to some of these.
Cowslip - Comeliness, winning grace, you are my divinity, pensiveness
Blue Violet - Watchfulness, Faithfulness, love, loyalty
Creeping Cereus - Modest Genius
Lady's Tresses - Bewitching Grace
Jasmine - Elegance, amiability
Baby's Breath - Pure of heart, everlasting love
Have I puzzled out your riddle to your satisfaction?
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