Warded to Vlad PoliakoffYou said before that there was a girl you liked and a girl you found intriguing. You mentioned sleeping with the first one. Are you sleeping with any other girls too? How are things with Katherine and Alison?
Roald clearly doesn't seem to know how to do things with girls, so I wanted to see how you've been with them. Otherwise I only have Eirik to ask advice from.
Warded to Katja VosI know you're likely cherishing all your time at home with your family. But the land is truly gorgeous here, and I'll make you a pair of snowshoes if you'd like to go snowshoeing with me to see some of it. I've been reading the book you sent me, slowly because it's hard to understand. You could explain more of it to me if you'd like.
Warded PrivateIt's just as foreign and strange thousands of miles east as it was in Scotland. Katja. Vlad. But I've had more time to think. And I have suspicions. But I'll wait to make any more judgments. I hope Vlad isn't difficult about it.
My babushka tells each of you she wishes you a happy christmas and holiday. She prays for each of you.
If you are not religious, do not feel bad. She has prayed for my mother, my father, my brother, and I our entire lives. She is very sweet. But do not try to take the last seat from her. You will land on your ass having been bested by a thin wrinkly woman who has cooked more meals than you have eaten. It still makes me laugh when someone tries to take something of hers. She loves God, but that does not stop her.
It's hard to believe time here is almost over.
Warded PrivateOOC: In Russian.I don't know who to talk to about this. There's no one here. Only my family knows I do magic. Father would shrug because that's how life is. My mother would listen. I don't want to talk about it with her. Dmitri is too young to understand it. Anya might understand, but she's like a younger sister too. And I don't know how to talk about girls throwing themselves at me to her, with her.
But they won't stop. I keep hiking and running farther out in my time off to train because when I talk with the others from town, the girls won't leave me alone. I played a game of hockey, and it was a mess trying to get home. I can't blame them. I'm the best chance they have at a good life. And I can offer them more than they ever dreamed of doing most their lives. But it's also not about me. Who I am doesn't matter nearly as much as what I can offer. I could get almost any of them, if I wanted. To date. Or just to shag. They wouldn't use protection. To try to get knocked up, so that'd seal their future. But it's...
It's not fair to them. Life isn't fair. But it's not what they think. Yes, I can offer more than anyone else. It's also a whole damn different world. I'm in a different world. And if I loved one of them, if I did, I would marry her, yes. But I don't like any of them. Not romantically. Yes, a lot of them are hot. But I'm not going to sleep with them simply because I can, just because they want to make their futures better. They would know what it is. They wouldn't object. But it just feels wrong. It's not what I want.
I've only ever kissed Katja, and that's all it is. And it'll probably end there and soon if I'm right. It never was going to be more. She's hot. She liked me kissing her. That's it. And yes, I like it. Of course I do. But that's not what I want, in the end. I don't know how to talk to girls. I don't know how to...do this teenage stuff, this dating thing. I'm there. I'll listen. I'll make your favorite food when you're tired. I'll carry you if you train so hard you can't walk. I'll know when to leave you alone and when to stay. And I'll be there, through anything.
But there's no one I know I really want to do that for. And if there were, I don't know how to...anything.
I'm glad there is quidditch, classes, and what the hell is happening after DRAGON to focus on. It's enough for now. I'll find someone to love for the rest of my life later.