Happy New Year to us, Teacup! I hope this year meets you softly, keeping away the sore parts so you can look at the world with lighter eyes. And… did you send this letter in the middle of the night? I only just read it now, I’m really sorry.

On that note, I hope your dream turned out sweet, Teacup. Ramen is, after all, the only way to have a heart-to-heart, even in sleep. I hope we were smiling there as we got embraced by the warmth of the ramen. And please don’t apologize for missing someone, Teacup. It’s bound to happen, I do it too sometimes, and there’s really nothing to be shy about