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[This is slightly awkward, just... slightly. There's a lot of inkblots and scratched out words to the point of where the whole beginning isn't readable. But she finally finds her words.]

Um. With all the weird things that are going on around here has anyone happened to have... like, the clothing they're wearing be changed? I know I didn't put on what I'm wearing today and that's really kind of disturbing that it happened without my knowledge. There's absolutely no way this could have happened, mind you.

Onto another topic, then, to make this... less awkward. With a lot of us coming from different countries and cultures, what kind of cultural things are different for you compared to other people around here? I know it's been a weird experience for me to get used to all the different things, considering it's not just the fact I'm from a different country but one part of my family are part of a distinct different culture. Even though we don't... really practice or adhere to it all the time, it's easier dad says.

Call me curious.

[Next part is specifically written in Polish, a little wonky but it's done for good reason instead of having to write on something else.]

Feliks. I got a letter today from home and you won't believe this but apparently one of the families from father's clan was asking about me. I'm really hoping it's not an attempt to ask what I think they want to ask.

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No? I'm just saying that it could have been a lot worse for you since it probably didn't look awful on you since you really don't have any hair or huge muscles. That's all.

It was just some parts of clothing, no big deal other than it weirded me out a bit. [Nope. Not telling.]

I have enough that it looked absurd.

Parts? Like a hat? Are you sure nobody simply pulled a prank on you while you were sleeping?

I hate to say it, but you kind of have a more feminine form compared to most...

Yes, something like a hat. And I'm sure as I was wearing something completely different when I dressed this morning.

Christ, you're rude.

[Have a picture. With the most disgruntled face. And really not pulling off the whole "poise" thing very well. Fits his form nicely, but there is the tiniest tuft of chest hair that... well, he's a growing boy. Might be a slightly more pronounced than the last time they went swimming together. ~~Even if she's right about his figure.~~]

"Something like a hat" is not a hat. What did you get?? You can't make a public inquiry like this and not expect to be questioned yourself. It can't possibly be more embarrassing than this.

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I'm just being truthful.

[... Oh, oh give her a few minutes as she'll just be laughing her ass off. It does look better on him that she'd thought, but oh man that chest hair makes it. Just going to quietly untape that~]

I can and it is. Come on, Roderich, you should have more manners than to pry into something when you know I don't want to give details.

What.

[Long pause, still waiting.]

Cut it out.

[......]

Underclothing?? You don't have to give specifics, but that is quite odd... do you think it might be a poltergeist? Be careful...

[Hah. Haha. Oh how glad she is that this is in writing and not face-to-face at the moment.]

Tell me how a poltergeist could do that while wearing them and not notice a thing.

[writing so slowly oh my god]

I've absolutely no idea. Just please be careful, that sounds shady.

Strange things have been happening lately. I got an owl from my mother telling me that I should go with my instincts and not to worry about her. Didn't even specify. Not sure if it's in reference to my career or... you know. But you know her. I don't expect the sentiments to last. As much as they're appreciated... been hoping she'd wake up and say something like that at some point. Wasn't expecting it so soon, let alone at all.

I mean it's unbelievable enough that I thought of it now, in all of this nonsense. It's that absurd.

[That's even weirder, this whole business around the castle was beginning to wear on her last frayed nerve. She'd hoped and thought that it wouldn't have anything to do with her or anyone she really knew, but then this happens...]

Believe me, I am.

Wait. Waitwaitwait. Your mother said that? Something seems completely off about that, considering how she is and considering how she and my mother seem to share a brain a lot of the time. There's no way in hell she'd ever say something like that, or at least not that I could ever understand. You're absolutely sure it was sent to the right person and not a message that got mixed up between owls?

It was in German. I know there are other German-speakers here but unless there's someone else's mother that addresses her son as "Schnuffel" it had to be her. And no one else even knows she says that... hasn't said it since before I was ten, for that matter.

I don't know what's going on. There was also cake hovering over my head when I woke up yesterday morning, but I can't quite complain about that one. It was after I thought about it in passing, too. I was just hungry for breakfast and wished I could have had cake instead of food from the dining hall. Was quite happy about it, but still just as odd as everything else.

Especially since the letter came moments after I was thinking about her. I don't know.

This is just getting weirder and weirder the longer I think about it, you don't think that something's... say, reading our minds or something just to screw with us? But, really, I just don't understand how that would happen and her letting up on any of that is just weird to me. But that doesn't even make sense, what I was thinking.

Just... just forget I said anything. I can't even begin to make this into something coherent anymore, there's too many options and too many questions unanswered.

I thought of that too. Except there is no way in Hell that I wanted a dress. Or achy feet. Unless someone else wanted to see

Was yours white

[FURIOUSLY CROSSING THAT SHIT OUT, OH MY GOD. It's not visible anymore, but if she saw it when it was being written...]

No, I think you're right. This is too strange and there's definitely something going on here and we can absolutely drop the subject.

[Long pause.]

Please forget you saw that, it was incredibly rude. Passing theory that ended up making no sense; white, and ghosts, it's asinine really. Pay it no mind. Please. I don't mean to overstep my bounds.

[She only caught the first strikeout, trying to avoid laughing in the middle of the common room.]

Who would want to see you in a dress? I mean, honestly, even I have standards. [No, no she doesn't.]

Don't... don't worry about it, I'm sure all of this will sort itself out if we give it enough time. It can't be as complicated and strange as we're making it out to be, right?

[IF YOU COULD SEE THE RELIEF ON HIS FACE, ELIZA.]

I have no idea. It was uncomfortable and completely uncalled for!

The teachers might know. Unfortunately I don't think either of us have situations we want to ask any authority about. Except perhaps my letter, but that's still incredibly personal, and if they ask about other things it's just too much information.

[Then she'd probably question why he's relieved. So probably for the best that she doesn't.]

Could have been a mistake, who knows.

... I have to agree with you there, I'd rather my situation not be known by anyone including them. Even if I'm sure there's some kind of confidentiality thing or what-not. You just can't trust everyone you meet, after all.