Dear Liet,

It's only been a few weeks since you left for America and I already, like, miss you. I don't have any other friends who were, like, as totally fabulous as you are.

School is cool and all, but I don't, like, get it. Why do I need to learn this if I'll never, like, use it again? How's school over there? I heard it was, like, totally different to here in Poland. I guess you just, like, never know these things until you, like, try it.

In all my fabulousness, I, like, totally miss you.

From Feliks

Toris gently folded the paper back up and placed it in a small box. This was the box that he kept every one of Feliks's letters to him. He only left for America 5 weeks ago and already he had recieved 15 different letters. You do the math, that's 3 letters per week. He wasn't lying when he said he missed his Lithuanian friend. Toris had only replied to several letters meaning that Feliks had only recieved 5. But in each one Toris' true feelings flowed through and everything he needed to say was said. In all honesty he was probably going to reply right now, but he couldn't think of what to say. Ever since he had left he felt a knew kind of feeling towards his Polish friend. His only real friend. He felt as if he was being constricted by a snake, he needed to see his 'fabulous' Feliks again. He knew what he needed to write.

Dear Feliks,

I miss you as well and I don't know what else to say. I need you with me, I feel so sad and lonely without you. I haven't made any other friends yet and I think it may stay that way.

School here is really intimidating and it feels like so much hard work. I don't know if I can handle it without you. I want you here. I want to go home. I don't want to be here without you. I don't want to be here alone. I just want to see you again.

Wet spots adorned the page as Toris sobbed more and more with every word.

I need to see you again Feliks. I need you. I want you here, wearing your fabulous dresses and I want you here to not care what people think about you. I want you. Here. With me

Forever.

I need you
Toris

In the end Toris would never post this. He simpler put it into his special box underneath everything else. Underneath the countless pictures of Feliks, underneath countless letters from him, underneath gifts and underneath everything else that Feliks had ever given him. Yes, even a few skirts lay in there.

Toris was waiting. He was waiting for his Feliks to come for him. He was waiting.

Toris slowly walked down the stairs of his house with wet cheeks and puffy eyes. He didn't care, his parents weren't home anyway. It's not like they ever were. They really didn't care what he did. They just went out and got drunk together. Ew.

Toris knew he needed Feliks and there was only one way to get him back. Just go back to Poland. Truth be told, he was born in Lithuania and thus Feliks called him Liet. He moved to Poland when he was 5 with his family. He never knew why, but he didn't care because it was the greatest thing to ever happen to him, meeting Feliks. Toris went on the computer and found some nice houses in Poland for sale near where he and Feliks used to live. In fact, his is house was empty. Wow. What luck. Now all he had to do was raise the money to get back home and he'd be set. His parents wouldn't even notice if he left. It was a perfect plan. All Toris need to do was make a ton of cash. The hard part.

It was worth a shot.