Chapter 251

Elena

Hi Lena,

It’s good to talk to someone from San Diego.

It took me some time to get back, and I would like to apologize for that, but I’m a bit shocked.

This is not quite what I meant when I said I needed someone to talk to, and I’m a bit confused as to why you would send me a prison riddle,’ but so be it.

You asked me if I knew what kind of bars

won’t keep a prisoner in jail.

The answer to that corny question is obviously chocolate bars. Even though the riddle was a bit weak, the intentions were definitely there, and you’ve caught my attention.

I think it’s only fair for me to ask you something in return. I was very intrigued by not only your way of talking but also your use of emojis, so I just have to ask. How old are you?

Marvin

“W-what?” I mumbled, confused. I almost fell from my bed and rubbed my eyes to see whether I was dreaming or not.

It was still early. Of course, I was dreaming. This couldn’t be real. I reached beside me to turn on my lamp before I took another look at my phone.

No matter how many times I read the message, it was still there. That Marvin guy from the pen pal program had really sent me something in return. I had forgotten all about him, and two weeks had already passed.

“What!” I gasped as I read through the message for what would’ve been the fifth time. This was the first time I interacted with someone in prison, and I could hardly believe it. “What the fuck.”

I dialed Victoria’s number and waited for her to answer the phone. “Come on, come on.” I whispered.

“Lena?” Victoria spoke. I let out a relieved breath and didn’t know where to start. “Tori, he has answered!” 1 yelled out. “The Marvin prison guy from the bet actually replied, and his message is kind of rude, actually a bit terrifying-but that doesn’t really matter, because he honestly answered, and I don’t know what the hell I have to do now and-”

“Calm down!” Victoria stopped me from talking before she let out a squeal. “Hold up, he replied?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my god!”

“I know!”

“So, what are you going to do?” Victoria wondered. I hadn’t even thought about that, and we hadn’t even expected him to reply. “I don’t know!” I stressed. “Do I write him back? Do I ignore him? What do I do!”

back, of course!”

extremely brave neighborhood where the chances of meeting someone who had gone to prison were

“Yes!” Tori spoke and let out

“O-okay.”

more after reading it out loud. My message sounded so embarrassing, but it was only because I had

loud. “He’s definitely making fun

so I could clear up our misunderstanding. It probably didn’t even matter

on a good note, Tori told me. “Thank him for replying and tell him

“Good plan!”

up. I’ll send something

to type my response and read it out loud

Dear Marvin,

bars, but I must

even know you would reply. I promise you I’m not always like this, and I also don’t make corny

21, by the way (almost

for my use of emojis, but I just can’t

so sorry for bothering you, but now that you’ve actually replied,

and wishing you all the best!

Lena

that difficult, now

the urge to keep this in my drafts and to delete his message. “You

as I carefully pressed send. “Wait!” Tori suddenly called out. “You didn’t add any emojis

“Shit!”

sighed, disappointed. “You aren’t making it any easier for yourself.”

plan was to end the conversation, not to start another one. “What do

tell me you’re actually anticipating

accusations. “And just so you know, you’re

the conversation,” Tori told me. “Anyway, I have to go-I have this important business meeting, and I can’t be

course, Victoria was

me, she had an actual job and didn’t have time to play around on some stupid website. “It’s fine, Victoria, I told her. “I’ll call you

me,

for me, bye!” I mimicked in a childish tone. I didn’t know whether I was jealous of Victoria or whether I

good thing I hadn’t. He would’ve gotten poor Marvin thrown into solitary if he knew he’d answered. I didn’t even

Today was his day off, and if he wasn’t at work, you could always find him

with

whispered to myself as I turned around to make my way to his office. “Dad!” 1 knocked on the door and

he was too busy

about to walk away before I decided to wait it out. What if he had dropped

almost dropped my jaw as I looked at my dad. He was fast asleep

He wasn’t his usual cheerful self, which made me believe whatever happened at work was

I spoke disappointed. “And what’s with the eye- bags? Did you

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