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Dead Lead Foot,
Keep it down! Some of us are trying to study!
Regards,
Your Downstairs Neighbor
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Dear Complainer,
If my investigation is correct, you’re in the knight’s wing. What would your teachers think about you breaching the Code of Chivalry, talking so rudely to a young lady?
Sincerely,
Bite Me
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Dear Tall Tale Teller,
Young lady my rear end. Your step is that of a giant. Are you wearing bricks on your feet?
In Silence,
Mr. Chivalry
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Dear Gareth of Naxen,
That’s right. I figured it out.
Good Luck,
Your New Enemy
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Dearest Giantess,
Congratulations. My name is on the door, unlike yours.
Why Are You Hiding,
Gary
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Gary,
Rap that broom on the ceiling one more time. See what happens.
Try Me,
Secret Enemy
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Lady In Waiting,
Who knew such a well-bred lady could be so loud.
Best,
Gary
P.S. It’s not a broom, it’s a spear and one day it’ll poke through the ceiling. Take your heels off.
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Gary,
Well done. It only took you three weeks to figure out what rooms are right above you.
Love,
Good Luck With My Name
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Cythera,
I have friends in many places. You looked lovely at dinner tonight.
Always,
Gary
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Cythera,
Was it something I said?
Gary
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Cythera,
I’m sorry if I offended you.
Forgive me?
Gary
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Cythera,
Looks like they brought in an elephant from Carthak based on the noise coming from your room!
Don’t Make Me Come Up There,
Gary
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Gary,
There’s the man I know. I was starting get worried with your sappy love notes, compliments and apologies.
Missed You,
Cy
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Cy,
You’re impossible.
Kisses,
Gary
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Gary,
You’re a brute.
Hugs,
Cy
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Cy,
Have dinner with me?
Warmest Regards,
Gary
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Gary,
Pick me up at 8. You know where my room is.
Yours,
Cy
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Cy,
It’s a date.
Love,
Gary