Dear Jules,
Right now, you are probably out celebrating your own awesomeness in the awesome city of Vienna. Just in case you maybe-kinda get online before the day's through, I wanna wish you a big, sappy Happy Birthday!
We still haven't quite figured out
how you found me or why we started talking, but I can quite honestly say you've made my life better just by being around. You're the one of the sweetest, most honestly
caring friends I've ever had - no matter what's got me down, you can always make me giggle like a loony toon with a few well-placed words or by sending me
a candy manthong.
Not many people can keep up with me and my insane perversions, but you definitely can - and usually you encourage me to entirely new, perverted heights! There's nothing you're not willing to try at least once, you're open-minded and willing to listen to whatever I say about...pretty much
anything, from political rants to philosophical views to nonsensical babblings at five in the morning. And on top of listening? You're always willing to
contribute. Even if you don't exactly know what I'm talking about or you don't agree with me 100%, there isn't anything I can't talk to you about.
All of this is really woefully inadequate in describing how much you mean to me, and I suspect you know that, even though I've missed a few of my daily I Love Yous lately. You're just...you're the snail to my snake, and I adore you.
Love,
Mel
Title: Pretty Pretty Bunch
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: R
Wordcount: 570
Notes: So, it's not exactly the epic work of art I
wanted to write you, Jules, but it's
sex pollen! And I swear, that John/Rodney/Atlantis fic is totally going to happen one day; I love you that much. Quick beta by miss
immoralilly. ♥
( John reaches out anyway, feeling oddly drawn. “Aw, come on, Rodney. Where’s your sense of adventure?” )