Lucia hummed and hawed as she twiddled with her quill, staring at the blank sheet of parchment in front of her. Usually words came easily to her, and she had been meaning to write to Jaime for a while, but for some reason they wouldn't come. Then she glanced up at the calendar across from her, and the picture of her friend waving from some American landmark, and suddenly she had an idea.
The tiny blonde got to work, her quill scratching across the parchment in between dips in the ink well. As she wrote, she grinned to herself, thinking about the look on Jaime's face when he finally read the words.
It was an obvious choice to not give him all the information up front. She was sure it would drive him nuts, but that was her plan. The closure was obvious as well.
Once she finished writing, she pointed her wand at the parchment and cast a quick-drying spell. Then she whistled, calling her owl to her.
"Now, this is going a long way, so just be careful with it, okay?" she cooed, rolling up the letter and slipping it into her letter tube. Then she attached the tube to the owl's foot and held out her arm. Her owl hopped onto her arm and she carried it over to the window.
"There you go, take care," she said, smiling fondly at the owl before giving it a boost to fly off into the distance...
She only wished she could see his face when he read it.