"We have met before, right?" Asked Jessie, because she, like Trinity, had been there a long time.
"Alright," She huffed, red-faced after her big sugar rush had disintegrated and she was now pretty tired.
"I must go write to my aunt or she'll give me a big long speech about the importance of family."
Her great aunt Gwyneth requested she write her a letter every week; Last time she forgot, not only was she nagged for a whole hour, but she also had to write a five page essay. Jessie did not want to go down that road again. And yes, hardly anyone actually hand writes letters now that it's the twenty-first century, but unfortunately the elderly woman was very old fashioned; Seriously. She didn't even know how to turn a computer on.