[Isn't he the best at letter writing? Hopefully John remembers who he sent a letter to, or he might be confused by the single word letter delivered to him in lovely cursive handwriting.]
[What? With no return address or signed name, John has no idea who this is or what they're saying 'yes' to days after sending off his letter. He heads to the Bulletin Board to check the hand-writing against the others there and comes to more cursive. More suspicious cursive that isn't his, Sherlock's, Stephen's, or Undertaker's.
Bucky.
Bloody hell, he makes things hard. John slips another note into the other man's mailbox directly and doesn't sign it. To makes a point. Bloody arse.]
[It takes him a few minutes to figure out who the letter is from, but it's pretty obvious when he thinks about it. Nobody else has reason to thank him, and the handwriting matches the other letter.
Strange he didn't sign and address it this time. He posts his own reply back into John's mailbox the next morning.]
Let me know when it arrives, we'll need to talk about how you can collect and drop it off.
[You know, considering how his house is pretty much a fort and he's paranoid about letting people in.]
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April 10th
[Isn't he the best at letter writing? Hopefully John remembers who he sent a letter to, or he might be confused by the single word letter delivered to him in lovely cursive handwriting.]
April 10th
Bucky.
Bloody hell, he makes things hard. John slips another note into the other man's mailbox directly and doesn't sign it. To makes a point. Bloody arse.]
Thanks.
April 11th
Strange he didn't sign and address it this time. He posts his own reply back into John's mailbox the next morning.]
Let me know when it arrives, we'll need to talk about how you can collect and drop it off.
[You know, considering how his house is pretty much a fort and he's paranoid about letting people in.]
April 11th