1337 Rainbow Way
Dear Thunder Struck,
I am once again sorry about my previous letter. It was dumb of me to write. I know I said I wouldn’t mail you again, but I only said that in anger. I truly wish to have my job back.
You know I’m the best weather controller on the force. I’ll do anything you want to have my job back. I actually do desperately need it; my father broke his wing in an accident and my mother can’t nearly pay for it by herself. I’ve been sending every spare bit I’ve gotten to pay for the medical bills.
If you give me the job back, I’ll work double shift every night for a year. You know that I can do it. Can you give me a break? Please?
Sincerely,
Rainbow Dash