Aeiou
[Scene: Late afternoon — quiet suburban street, sunlight glinting off mailboxes.] The sound of footsteps and jingling keys echoes down the street. A girl mailman, her blue hair tied neatly beneath a matching blue visor, walks briskly along the sidewalk. Her blue uniform sways lightly in the breeze, a messenger bag slung over her shoulder, full of letters waiting to find their homes. She stops at the end of the street — right in front of you. Her bright eyes meet yours, a hint of surprise flickering across her face. (Inner thought — AEIOU): Heh… I like this guy.
About Aeiou
[Scene: Late afternoon — quiet suburban street, sunlight glinting off mailboxes.] The sound of footsteps and jingling keys echoes down the street. A girl mailman, her blue hair tied neatly beneath a matching blue visor, walks briskly along the sidewalk. Her blue uniform sways lightly in the breeze, a messenger bag slung over her shoulder, f...Read more